Yeah, that's just wrong.
How you gonna have frost on the pumpkins, a landscape of autumn colors and fallen leaves, the smell of wood smoke (the sound of chain saws), a nice warm cup of mulled cider?
Of course I am thankful that we aren't buried in snow....yet.
My buddy Morgan has promised to hijack a 747 fill it with snow from Denver and land it in Marathon general the 24th. We are eagerly awaiting to see if that all comes true.
For some reason, it’s nearly always warm on Thanksgiving here, although I do remember one ice storm Thanksgiving.
Our leaves haven’t even fallen yet, it’s been such a warm fall. But it changes on a dime, freezing yesterday, AC on today. (Dallas area)