So when I got to New York a couple of months ago, it mostly looked like this:
Ardsley, NY, at the top of the incredibly steep hill where I stayed; taken around Halloween
but by the time I left, this sort of thing was becoming common:
Looking down the gully side of the same hill, late November, sporting morning fog and a dusting of snow.
Then I declared myself finished there and came home to this:
Coming in for a landing in Minnesota in early December, we fly over the frozen Minnesota River with downtown St. Paul some miles in the distance
It's a bit colder here, I must say.
Anyway, I'm here for about a week, then I traipse off to Texas with Elena for Christmas.