Our thermometer has it at forty-two degrees. Feels colder than that though.

It tried to rain a it yesterday, but only resulted in a few drizzles that didn't last very long. As a result, we are only at sixty-one percent of normal for this time of year.

JoAnne is still down in LA, so guess the boys and I will return to Reno this afternoon and stay there for a few days. Not much snow up there, so guess I just may not have to do the snow removal thing.

Whoa! The coffee really tastes good this morning. I don't know what I did differently. It must be just me.

I hit another bucket of balls yesterday. I am amazed. I was using a three wood and was hitting them pretty straight at about one hundred and eighty yards. (Totally not a common practice for me.)

Guess I will try to hit another bucket of golf balls this morning and then load up the guys for the trip to Reno. I have a meeting I want to attend on Saturday, so will wander back on Friday.

Spook is still not ready. I am told that the weather affected the painting and pin-striping process. Oh, well! The situation has prevented another trip at this time anyhow.

Y'all take care hear?