Wolly Socks

The days are hot, but once the sun goes down, the mercury really drops now.

Last night I put an extra blanket on the bed, tossed on some wolly socks and snuggled up to my very large hot water bottle, The Chicken.

That makes 24 days between being so hot I had to sleep on the tile floor and being in serious winter snuggle mode.

I think they really only have two seasons here:  קיץ (Kites) and  חרף (Horef) which I will translate as Touch of Hell and Chronic November.