The weather is changeable here, much like it has been in California. Temperatures dropped last night. I made breakfast this morning and sat in my cosy living room reading until mid afternoon, then bundled up to take advantage of the sun I saw shining on the patio by going for a walk. I had just reached the road that M and I call the "tour du pays" or country tour, when the storm blew in and I had to turn around and beat a quick retreat. Back to reading and writing.