Why won't winter leave?

Night before last we had 60-miles-per-hour straight line winds coming from the east from 1:00 AM till 1:30   It's very seldom we see wind from the east, so that's unusual in itself.  Living in a mobile home, I dread high winds, but the worst thing that came from this foul wind was a power outage that lasted less than an hour.  This morning when I got up at five, I the temperature showing on the Echo show was 34 degrees!  I have tomatoes and peppers in the garden.  When the sun is fully up, I'll see if they made it through the night.  I also had some green beans and corn that just came up four days ago, too.  None of those vegetables like cold weather, and they can't survive frost; if I have to replace them, I'll be sad about it, but I always think of the farmers around here whose livelihood depends on the weather.  There is field corn up all around us.

Friday and Saturday were glorious days as far as how I felt.  Sunday, not so much.  Every time the burn of indigestion starts up, I try to think what I could have done differently the day before:  Saturday I probably ate too many grapes, as we have an abundance of them in the refrigerator; I do like grapes.  Also, because I'd felt good the two days before, I decided a little cream on my steel-cut oats shouldn't hurt.  Later on, I had less than a half-cup of ice cream.  From what I've read, Barrett's doesn't react to fats very well, so those transgressions caused yesterday's problems.  And perhaps none of that caused the problem; maybe this condition just rears its ugly head when it wants to.  However, I won't be using cream or eating ice cream again.  Today appears to be another good one, knock wood.  

Saturday my daughter and three grandchildren (with their children).  It was the first time we've seen them all together in a long, long time.  It's so much fun to watch the babies, and to see our almost thirteen-year-old great-granddaughter conversing like an adult instead of like a child.  They grow up so fast, don't they?  I have another great-granddaughter in Georgia.

It was hard for my daughter to get a decent picture.  Babies don't like to sit still.

That's Brynn on the left, Ivan on the right.  Ivan is the youngest, but he's the biggest.  He keeps his mom hopping, because he wants to do everything he isn't supposed to do and does not like to take no for an answer.

It looks like it's going to be a nice day, although cloudy.  From what I see on the weather forecast, it is going to steadily get warmer and by next week, we should be getting normal temperatures, accompanied by rain.  I never gripe about rain!