Last night it was so warm and foggy it felt like in a dream. I urged Fred when he got home from work to change clothes so we could go for a walk before dinner. We did, but he forgot his hat, I had my hood, it started to drizzle, so we turned back after a couple blocks. The sun was down, but the sky was mysteriously blue.
Weather like this makes me long for a fire and hot cocoa with little marshmallows on top.