It's November 19, the overnight low was 72º, I'm pretty sure that's a record. Our morning walk felt like a morning swim, not a breath of air. According to the weather report the mold count is high and we're definitely fighting a battle with it here at the Little House in the Swamp. Spent the whole morning cleaning wood furniture, rugs airing, stuffed animals airing. Cough, cough, sneeze, sneeze. We need a freeze to kill some of it off and a couple of weeks with no rain. But I'm afraid that El Niño has decided we're to have a warmer than normal winter as well as a wetter one.
And now for something completely different, I've been working my way through Kate Morton's The Lake House rather slowly. I usually devour her books, but for some reason, not quite sure what, perhaps because several of the characters are rather, to me, very annoying. I'll finish it and like it ok, but for me, though it was much anticipated, it's not great.