Crayons

Yes, I know, I'm making a big deal out of nothing. But listen. We've lived in paradise for the last 7 years. When I see on TV that there's a "high" of 27 degrees, and I step outside and the snow is falling horizontally because the wind is so strong, well, I don't know what to do with myself.

So I take photos. And this is what happened to our daughter's sidewalk chalk overnight.

Yesterday morning, in the dark gloom before the snow, our daughter opened the blinds in our kitchen and looked outside. With a puzzled look on her face she turned to me and said, "Papa... um, I don't understand. It's daytime, but, but...where is the sun?"

Now, how am I supposed to answer that one?