Unfortunately, it’s time to drag out the woolies. This coming Sunday night is supposed to be 38 degrees. Yuck! I hate to see that already. Needless to say, I’m enjoying my last days of tank tops, going barefoot and being able to open the windows.
Of course this is only a taste of what’s coming. Now I have to keep an eye on the situation so I can move my tropical plants to the garage to join all the other stuff out there that still needs my attention. They can’t be in temps below 40 and I won’t lose anymore plants to this harsh climate.
This is what I live in during the cold months - sweatpants or jeans. This pic was taken in
Snow Canyon State Park
So I’m dusting off your sweatpants and thermals and taking inventory of my socks. It’s also time to stock up on pantry stuff for soup and other staples. I don’t go out much in winter so it won’t be long and I’ll be hibernating in the house.
I hate the thought that it’s almost time to fold away the summer clothes and find your winter ones. It’s also time to try out the furnace and make sure it doesn’t need maintenance before we need it. But what can I say? We have no control over the seasons so all we can do is prepare beforehand.