Not that we haven't had a few nippy days now and then since late October. Two days in a row I had to turn on the heat for several hours.
But, in general, the snowbirds who are arriving back here have no complaints. And, of course, there has been no snow. Nor, is any expected. The children here only are acquainted with that entity from Christmas movies and STEM classes.
It was that snow, along with sub-zero temperatures, which prompted rescue dog Lee and myself to leave New England in still-freezing April and pitch our tent here.
Of course, we know that we better make the decision soon whether to buy a house. Given the foot of snow expected on Thanksgiving in New England, along I-95, many of our former neighbors will likely be taking the same sort of journey. All those houses, condos and mobile homes in AZ which haven't sold will probably be the subject of bidding wars.
A hand-wringing new acquaintance here has put his house on the market twice. He has lowered the price four times. I tell him, "Take if off the market. Next spring, price it at a premium. You will have multiple offers." He doesn't believe me. He didn't try to survive in New England last winter and early spring.