Summer is long gone, and, with it, the haunting tune of the popsicle truck. But I wouldn't describe this winter as a cold one. No--it's a wet, and relatively warm one. There could be snow around the corner, and we did have some around Thanksgiving, but there's none for now.
You may not find this post much different from the previous, but for me there's a world of difference. I don't mean to say that I'm partial to one or the other--just that as similar as they may seem, they're completely different.