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.