It's been unseasonably mild all winter, so today's blustery storm has inspired the same delight that rare snows in North Carolina once did. The windows sills and fire escapes are all covered and it's still coming down hard. It's a good morning for staying in reading, all curled up in bed.
The cruel reality is that I have a long-planned appointment with a trainer at the Y, but that isn't for hours and hours. So, nesting comences.
1 comment:
ahhh, nesting. i'm doing that very thing, too. happy snowy sunday!
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