Monday, March 4, 2024

Off Kilter

Today it is 41 degrees out. A drop from yesterday’s high of 61 degrees.
Brrrr.
Yesterday the sky was full of beautiful puffy white clouds against a brilliant blue sky.
Today the sky is solid grey. Not a cloud in sight.
I am wrapped up in a grey throw blanket, just slightly a darker grey than the clouds. Soon I’ll be reduced to making a tent of the throw as my hands are feeling too cold to continue typing.
Joe suggested gloves as a remedy. Silly man! It’s easier to make a tent and continue typing than to wear gloves indoors.

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