Morning, on what may be, what could be a day off. Finally.
And the weather the past week has been beautiful, getting ever better, the moss grows green on the paving stones outside the restaurant, tulips can be seen to bud, the sky is a clear blue, occasionally dotted with cumulus clouds, temperature reaches highs of +10, +15, and I'm looking forward to garage sales, planning my costume, lists of things to do and I sit about planning my first step.
It could be a day off.
Outside, unusually, it's getting bitterly cold - the sky a slate grey, and I rearrange my priorities - I was going to go to the garden center but maybe not today...and the Restore, to pick up some hardwood (long overdue), but ...
And as I debate these countless trivial things it begins to snow. I thought that it was done for the year, but before I have even finished the thought it's turned into a full scale blizzard. Blizzard. The Good Samaritan Rummage sale is looking a lot less appealing, 2 hours standing in bitterly cold weather, lined up in the snow and the ice....but, persevere and you may be richly rewarded...
So the restore is out today - will not be making trips to and fro with a car packed with Lumber. Nix that. But I could still hit a few thrift shops, line up some curtains and call it a day. Which might have to be it.