Wow, cold! It's just wrong for the afternoon sun to be so bright when it's so cold out! The blue jays agree with me. They told me so, screeching and screeching. At least the disappearance of the clouds means no snow to shovel, and no rain to turn to ice on the roads.
Anyway, everybody east of here should be forewarned. Flee! Flee for your lives! Here it comes!