Not really. The leaves are off the trees but it still looks like fall to me.
My Camellia is blooming. Really. It's not warm but it's not cold either.
In spite of the non-winter weather, I sent The Mister up on the rooftop to put the lights up this weekend. This might be the last year. He made me nervous up there. We are getting too old for this sort of thing.
We put them on the deck too. That's safer.
I have to have my string drape across the kitchen window in the back. It looks stupid from outside but no one can see us anyway and it makes me happy from inside.
The doggies and I helped. Kind of.
Pup hates her new sweater. We found it at Pet Smart last year at their end of year clearance.
No holiday doodads in the house yet. It still looks like this. Maybe next week. Maybe not. I've still got a lot to do. Two of the teams are going to perform in the holiday show on the 17th so it's crunch time.