Readers of a certain age or those of you who are fans of gangsters movies of the 30's or 40's will recognize the term "the hot seat". It's a euphemism for the electric chair which ended the life of do-badders.
Let me now introduce you to "the cold seat".
It's not a place one would readily choose to sit. Here's a slightly bigger view.
It shows you what happens when your lazy correspondent fails to take his deck chairs into shelter when he knows . . HE KNOWS . . that the weatherman is going to bring snow.
Today, the weather was moving away from us.
As the clouds and the rain or snow move to the north and east, over the Black Hills, over Mingus Mountain, still dropping more moisture, it leaves us with blue skies and a great view in the sky.
And, one of these days, I'll take my deck chairs in.