The thermometer was in free fall yesterday evening, registering 28 degrees by 830 pm. I awoke early to 20 degrees, our low for the past few years. The Sacramento record low for this date is 24 degrees, set in 1963. In the photo of one of our bird fountains, the circulating pump came on as usual at 630 a.m., pulled warmer water from below, and started a drip that created the hole in the ice.
After eight weeks of zero precipitation and sub-normal cold, the weatherman promises a return to winter. One more very cold night, then a series of storms queued up, promising a week or more of rain. We need it deperately, and if it turns into a long wet siege I promise not to whine.