Sunday, February eleventh

The cold north wind is making the trees dance for my morning coffee muses.

After the warm days of the weeks end, the cold wind this morning is a shock to my system. Even though it’s much more seasonable. I guess I should turn the AC off and the heat back on.

Other than the sound of the wind, it’s extremely quiet out. Scattered birds are making their voices heard. A black cat just trotted across the yard.

Ok, I underdressed for the wind blowing out here. I’m going in to finish my coffee. I’ll be back tomorrow.