Could it BE any colder Ojai?

I don’t know about you, but I’m cold! Last night I pulled on my socks and curled up in a fetal position under the covers until I started suffocating, waiting for our temperamental furnace to kick in. When it finally sputtered to life, I looked over at the clock: 4:45 a.m. At least I was able to stretch out and get some shut-eye before my alarm went off at 5:30.

When I left the house an hour later, I could hear the windmills whirring in the orange groves. The temperature in my car read 31 degrees. Brrrrrr!

Have we settled in for our long winter nap a bit early?