Looking outside, I think it is late March rather than mid-November. The sky is blue, the birds are singing happily, and all signs of last week's nor'easter have faded (about 48 hours of non-stop high winds, very high tides, and some rain led to huge puddles and floating garbage cans, but it's all back-to-normal now).
Plants are confused. The bulbs I planted deep in the window boxes are already showing green, as are those in the big containers. Baby crocosmia have sprouted from this year's seeds already. New green grass is growing at the roadside. It's all in for a nasty shock... but we're enjoying the mild autumn while we can.
Yesterday evening, we witnessed a beautiful, wow! sunset over the mirror-calm bay. Smith Point was hidden by a bank of mist, and it was as if the water went on forever.
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