Mid-Sixties.

And sun. And wind. Heavy, heavy fog overnight, and a morning that had no temperature, really, no anything, not even any real light, but then around midday the fog and cloud burned off, or tried to, and we had a shirtsleeves sort of afternoon, a windows down situation. You come in the front door and the it's colder inside the house than out. That sort of day.

Books ordered and shipped all over the country. Crappy wrapping paper on the dining room table. Cookie recipes in the offing. I may be warming to all this bullshit after all. Ho, ho, ho.

Rain again tomorrow into Sunday. Cold again early week. Milder after that. Just get all the clothes you have out. That way you'll probably be ready.