It was a hard week. Besides the getting-through-the-workday part, there’s the dealing with the dark mornings, dark afterwork hours, and the cold. I am so anxious to be back outside, seeing daylight, and feeling warmth. In the past couple of years, I find that the cold cuts through me like a knife.
Yesterday was a tease, as the temperature rose above freezing, the sky was blue, and the sun was out. I had a brief inhale of the springlike air, between the end of the workday and the half hour until the sun went down.
Today it was bitter cold again, with temperatures dipping towards zero.
Weekends lift my spirits tremendously…..especially the birds.
