Okay, now all of you who think that a Californian's ideas about what constitutes “cold weather” is funny, just go ahead and start laughing. Done yet? Just remember, when you're freezing your sorry butt off, we're warm and sunny...Friday night was our coldest of the season so far. It was below freezing for 9 hours, and got down to 27°F (-3°C). That provoked all sorts of phenomena that we seldom see here. For example, ice formations in our hummingbird feeders – and very annoyed-looking hummingbirds who kept poking their beaks through the feeder's holes, but got no satisfaction in return. A group of them hollered at me when I brought my camera out to capture this (for us) unusual sight.
Then I wandered over to our icy patio (practically breaking my neck in the process, slipping on the ice-covered sidewalk). There I spotted our ash bucket, full of water, and solidly frozen over. I couldn't break the ice with my hand, but with the heel of my boot I managed to break a bit out. The ice was about a half inch (one cm) thick – something I've never seen here before. I think Al Gore must be in town, celebrating the sale of his loser network to Al Jazeera. If you ever wanted evidence that there is no fairness in the world, you needn't look any further than Al Gore...
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