Or is that summer in January?

This has been one of those unusual year beginnings.

I’m not complaining or extolling the weather.  We are called to live content lives not matter what transpires.

But yesterday I stepped outside without fearing frostbite.

But yesterday I watched our furnace take a needed rest.

But yesterday I was bathed in sunshine.

OK, I can live with summer in the city in January.

So, is Christmas in July next??