To exhale

South Haven was a lot colder than both Phyllis and me had anticipated so we donned gloves and beanies and walked until we were all warm. Molly dipped in and out of the lake and just when we thought we had worn her out she decided to climb dunes and then jump off. Silly dog.
It was probably the most spectacular sunset we've seen since a drive to the coast has become a regular thing - which made P. exclaim it was probably because we needed it.

Indeed.

We dodged a major snow bullet last night; several towns east of us got blasted with up to 8 inches. We got nuthin', which pleased me to no end. Snow is for Christmas.