Twenty four degrees Fahrenheit. Calm. Negligible precipitation. Flurries in the forecast for the day.
For me, the hundred or so stone fruit blossoms that survived winter's Indian Summer, here (should have been tens of thousands), have kept me interested in being outside, but I can't take the blue light vwery well, yet. It literally made me slam the blinds closed, yesterday and continue hibernating, as the sky turned wintery looking, again.