The mornings are getting pretty cool now so, it's time to pull out the warm and toasty. . . . . socks. What? You thought I was going to say boots? This is the south. We are surrounded by mountains that shelter us from most bad weather. I can count on one hand the number of times the weather was too nasty for Birks. Knoxville has four distinct seasons and neither summer nor winter are unbearable when compared to other places in the states. That said, this wooly was in our front yard a few weeks ago. What kind of winter do you think we'll be having?