I woke up this morning to blue sky and sun and the orange of the desert flowering, and puffy white clouds and dry heat on my skin and then —-
I really woke up. To 12 degrees below zero Fahrenheit, and a white-mantled garden, and the frozen New England world outside, and a forecast for more of the same through what seems like eternity.
It’s only the beginning of winter and the beginning of the New Year and here I am, dreaming of summer! Arizona days, I’m ready to begin again!