It is Friday afternoon, and lo and behold it is actually sunny here. You know winter didn't really start until sometime early in February. For me, it never feels like winter has arrived until we get some really really good rains. And we have finally gotten some of those.
We have had our sunny moments, and I know we are ever so lucky when I hear from my family back east that they have gotten yet another foot of snow, or the lovely snow that had been falling from their skies has now turned to freezing rain and trees are falling. Not to mention that I do love a rainy day or three...
But on this particular Friday, sitting at the dining table, with a magazine, Amanda, the Cowgirl salt shaker and an assortment of circular needles - it is particularly sweet and quite wonderful to feel the rays of sun streaming through the windows. And yes, though I can see the dust and cobwebs so much more clearly now, they will not sway me away from my happy place in the sun, with some tweed and some pretty pictures in a magazine.
