It's still winter. As in "winter," "late winter" and "still winter," as it was put by the MPR meteorologist last week. It's 32 degrees with a fresh glazing of snow, enough snow that the plows were out last night, and my driveway had to be shoveled access the garage after work, then again this morning for me to get out. It's a really beautiful morning, with a soft blue sky and airy, innocuous clouds offsetting trees frosted with snow. A perfect December morning.