Our November summer in the 80s continues. I was able to plant a few more trees and get more yard work done. I’m surrounded by brilliant falling leaves and blooming flowers. If climate change continues at this rate, winter may become a thing of the past, and summer an inferno. But for now, it’s a big improvement over icy northeast Novembers. Nevertheless, Misu has decided it’s winter, and has moved to her luxurious winter accommodations each evening. She’s the very embodiment of decadence.