The first snow at Monterey this fall. Our uncarved pumpkin doesn't have much more time as an attractive vegetable.
But i'ts holding out against the 19 degrees along with the mums, trying to soak up the sun.
Last evening I drove back from Souderton, arriving home minutes after 10 p.m. It always amazes me--that driving 50 mph doesn't take much longer than 60 mph.
45 and 50 was the best the traffic could do on the turnpike and 202 and 30. When I turned off on Monterey Road creeping was the only sane speed. I understand why school's on 2-hour delay. I'm glad they didn't cancel.
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