Today is St. Servatius

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"We are safely past the days of the Eis-Heiligen-St. Pancratius, St.
Servatius, St. Bonifacius, die kalte Sophie . . . they hover in clouds above
the vineyards, holy beings of ice, ready with a breath, an intention, to
ruin the year with frost and cold.
[...]
Nordhausen puts less credence in the ice-saints than do wine regions farther
south, but even here the season looks promising. Rain blows scattering out
over the town as Slothrop comes in in the early morning, [...]"

GR, 281

(and the weather today is Nordhausen-like)

Michel.