A catfight woke me hours before sunrise (4:45am, to be exact), but the wind (and some work) kept me up to feel the cold. An armada of stratocumulus met the dawn.
Boy, was it cold. I walked a couple of blocks to a coffee shop and the wind and moist air just stuck to me and my poor mangy scalp. Brrr.
Still no more than a trace of rain, and none expected through next week. I see more watering in my future.