Those words from an old song certainly were true today. Yesterday morning it was 75º this morning 55º and dreary. Winds of 12 mph were out of the Northwest so not quite as chilly as if they had been out of the Northeast but brisk nonetheless. Even my osprey, which I see every day by the way, looked cold this morning. She probably enjoyed diving for her breakfast since the ocean temperatures were warmer than the air. It wasn't raining but the mist in the air was so heavy that my coat was wet by the time I got home. Despite all that I totally enjoyed my walk and even found myself whistling the lyrics... what a difference a day makes.
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