Well, I'm not in the tropics any more.  It's a fact.  I woke up this morning and there was all this white wet stuff laying on the ground.  It's a whopping 22 degrees right now according to my weather bug.  Emerson would not go out this morning.  She took a couple of steps on the stuff and turned around and rushed back in.  Tac, got a whiff of the cold and ran back to the bedroom to cuddle with Greg. 

I found out later, that this is called SNOW.   I'm slowly remembering that and am wondering why I choose to live here.