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Such as it is -- a dusting, followed by a layer of ice on everything not covered with a quarter-inch (or less -- probably less) of snow.

And it was cold -- in the low thirties for most of the day. Positively frigid for South Carolina. Good thing we had rosol for dinner.

And after dinner -- only one thing to do.




















Amounted to little more than a dusting.








The weather is turning cooler: I head out for an evening walk with the dog wearing a jacket and sweat pants, covering my bald head with some cap or other. In the morning, we crank our cars a few minutes before leaving so that they're warm when we begin our journeys.

Later this week, it's supposed to drop into the upper twenties; next week, it's supposed to get into the lower twenties. It will only stay that way for a few days at most, though: we're likely to get back into the sixties for a few days at some point before Christmas.

Which is to say that, no matter the date, we'll not likely have any winter walks as we did twenty years ago.
There was no snow on the ground to speak of where we live; no snow on the roads at all. Yet we had another e-learning day today.

The Boy took all the cushions from the couch and made a little study corner for his work. The Girl remained in her hobbit-hole room.
After lunch, the girls headed to Tennessee for a volleyball tournament; the boys began the countdown to a boys’-night-out dinner: Mexican.

As I was putting the Boy to bed tonight, I realized I hadn’t checked to see if the forecast had been correct — the cause for all the worry today, I guess. Sure enough, there was a dusting of fresh snow. If tomorrow weren’t Saturday, I’m sure it’d be another e-learning day…