The resurrected remote temperature-sensing transmitting device that resides under the eave by the back door has been supplied with fresh batteries and is again reporting for duty. It was reinstalled in its place by Son#2 thus saving me from the need to climb a ladder - something that while still do-able is not as easy as it was even five years ago.
Someday I’ll get a new body...
Darkness has descended on what was a rather drismal day - and they are projecting that the drismal will solidify later this evening. A layer of solidified dihydrogen oxide on the back porch is always a funthing..
However...
This is an older clock that doesn't have the adjustment in Daylight Savings Time that the POWERS THAT BE decreed to change.
So... It's an hour ahead. Thus, I am a Time Traveler.
Greetings People of the Past. I find your ways quaint...