winter that is...
My morning view was full of fluffy dollop like snowflakes. Warmed myself with a cup of tea, WBGO 88.3 jazz on my roberts radio and cursed out the grey while looking into the centers of a bunch of blown out tulips.
How about perchance? A spur of the moment coming in and flashing a big burst of joy!
My childhood dearly best who lives in dreamy Napa was en route to Dublin with her husand. A delayed flight and a quick wiping off my schedule led us to an impromptu italian wine filled lunch and stroll around the neighborhood.
Seeing Aly made the cold feel impervious.
This made my week, if not my entire month of January.