The season’s first veneer of snow coats my rhododendron plant today.

SNOW!

Egad. I looked out the window this morning and it was, well, snowing! Egad. Yup, happens every year about this time. In fact, today’s disgusting surprise has already been preceded by several frosty mornings.

Actually, I don’t really mind the white stuff—up until about New Year’s Day. Then, I begin to have severe visions of palm trees dancing gently in tropical breezes.

For those of you who live in such sub-tropical grandeur, especially the ones with a tendency to laugh at our seasonal shivers; I hope the ice cubes in your beverages melt prematurely.