I spent all morning cleaning the windows, ironing the summer curtains (and putting them up), and changing the beds into their summery glory. It’s 72 degrees and I am now outside under the umbrella, enjoying iced tea and watching the bees eat the bird seed. (Don’t ask.)
My neighbor is hitting one of those golf ball contraptions where the ball never goes anywhere, but he gets a lot of practice with his swing. It’s a bit noisy, but I don’t care. I am outside!
Never mind that this is a one day deal. That the forecast for tomorrow is rain mixed with snow and the temps are going to fall to 14 tomorrow night. This is a little slice of heaven in a cold, snowy, long, long winter.
And I love it.
Back to writing…
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