Hard frost overnight, but sunny and warming after sunrise. It appears that we are continuing in our El Nino inspired endless autumn. Heading out to the prairie for our late afternoon walk I wore nothing more that a sweatshirt (of course the walk lasted no more than 5 minutes because Pax heard a gunshot. ) Both Pax and I are looking forward to the end of hunting season, as I suspect are the deer. Furthermore, I'm beginning to think iceboating may have to be postponed 'til next year.

Not everything that counts can be counted, and not everything that can be counted counts.