That is how I really feel about Mr Solar these days…my little blue cloud is far more comfy than that chilly backyard!
Nicely, we’re getting used to this gray climate, however a tiny speck of solar appears to be ready to interrupt by way of so let’s faux it’s Might and all of the birdiers are peeping and the grass is riz (as within the poem: spring has spring, the grass has riz, I’m wondering the place the birdies is?) however mama says she is just not going NEAR a showering swimsuit….haha.
Completely happy Sunday to all, regardless of your climate, and mama is so glad you had enjoyable with the donks.
They do lighten the spirit, non?
OH, MY GOODNESS….THE SUN JUST CAME OUT EVERYWHERE!!!
