By that I mean the sorta day when the air turns a pinkish-dun color, the tumbleweeds go skittering down the street at an amazing pace, and El Casa Móvil De Pennington rocks and rolls like a three-masted sailing ship in a gale (with much the same noises, too). We get more than a few such days here on The High Plains of New Mexico but I'd rather deal with them... and the dust... than 18 inches or more of frozen precip. All day, any day.
It's a great good thing I enjoy my own company and am easily amused coz we've been housebound for one reason or another for about four days now, all on account of the weather. Winter is NOT my favorite season.
That said... we did step outside earlier to take a quick snap of Beautiful La Hacienda Trailer Park in order to illustrate what we're on about:
Purty, ain't it?