I'm not sure if this counts as the first snow of the season, but it sure was purdy out this morning at the office. Us lowlanders just got some "flocking" on the weeds and trees, but the Peak has been snow capped for a while now. It's obscured by clouds here, but I still felt it photo worthy.
I had to break out the layers too. Gone are the days when I'm hiding behind the light pole for a sliver of shade! Now, I'm trying to coax the sun higher into the sky. I have to get used to having to maneuver in the big bear-huntin' parka.
Magnum and I went for an old folk's walk last night and got soaked as the storm moved in. My shoes and socks from that walk are still drying this morning. When we got back, I went on a blanket hunt. It's time to break out the extra layers for the bed too. Except, I can't remember where I put the dang thing.
We have this wool blanket that is so heavy and warm. It goes on hiatus for half the year, but now it's the half where it's time for it to go back to work. And I can't find it! My suspicion is that Chaco took it with him and is snuggled in it in his dorm. The blanket and the missing jeans.
In other fall news, Meego asked when he's too old to go trick-or-treating. I said, "Last year". He seems to think he went last year, but I don't think so. Our guideline is, when elementary school ends, trick-or-treating ends. What's with the kids bigger than I am coming a-knocking??
But he says he went last year. He says he was Speedy Gonzales. I say no. He was Speedy Gonzales in 5th grade. I remember the party - how we cleaned up and put the trash in the brim of his sombrero. A room mom remembers things like that. I think he's trying to pull a fast one. (see what I did there?)