Wow. What a day. It’s 64° out at 10am, and going up to 78°. There’s a warm breeze, it’s sunny, and clouds are hauling ass across the sky. (Don’t you just love it when I wax poetic?) The forecast for the foreseeable future is just more of the same. I’ve got the doors wide open, happy music playing loudly, and the dog is holding her frisbee, looking at me expectantly.
It’s gonna be a good weekend.
Yeah, baby. Springtime. I do so love it.
Thanks for the report–it sounds great. I’ve been stuck out in Seattle for the last two weeks and I’m heading back to Staunton tomorrow. I hope it lasts for a few days after I get there. I’ve had enough of around 50 degrees and cloudy weather.
Don’t be shy. Commence with the singing.
Springtime…for Waldo…in Charlottesville…