Ch-ch-ch-changes

Ah ... the fickle finger of weather.  Four days ago it was warm and sunny and Harry was mowing the lawn.  Our fall has been so warm everything just kept growing!  Harry commented that he doesn't think he's ever mowed the lawn in November.

Fast forward four days and this is what we woke to this morning:

Hello winter!  Hmmm ... now where did I put my winter coat and boots ...?