Frosty July

As we walked toward our car as 6am this morning (yes, 6am... we go swimming now!) we heard the oh so familiar, "Scraaaaaape... scrape, scrape, scrape" sound that we haven't heard since our last Chicago winter. Our neighbours were scraping the ice off of their windscreen, and we needed to do the same. We live in Australia, we live by the beach, and it's July. No matter how many times I think about the northern and southern hemispheres, I just can't believe it's frosty right now!