I planned as a today to-do to share a bit o' sunshine with you, but I was blinded by the light of wintry white. However, I heard the promise of golden tresses of tomorrow whispered within the wind...
I loved this poem. I could almost feel the warmth of the sun bursting through those clouds. It made me feel warmer sitting here in our 10 degree weather miserable and waiting for summer to return.
Kimber, you're not far from me, so I know how you feel, for sure! They said our high today was 20--no way! Not unless I was sranding by a fire directly in the sun, gheesh! It's downright frigid and more on the way. Stay bundled up and keep scoutin' the sol m'dear!
I loved this poem. I could almost feel the warmth of the sun bursting through those clouds. It made me feel warmer sitting here in our 10 degree weather miserable and waiting for summer to return.
ReplyDeleteKimber, you're not far from me, so I know how you feel, for sure! They said our high today was 20--no way! Not unless I was sranding by a fire directly in the sun, gheesh! It's downright frigid and more on the way. Stay bundled up and keep scoutin' the sol m'dear!
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