Meanwhile, back in Bar Harbor, Maine.
This is just the pop of color I need this morning to get my Monday engine revving.
It’s not that we’re having a horrible, very bad, winter in my neck of Canadaland.
We are not.
Right now, out my window, all I can see is crumpled, brown leaves and frozen, dormant grass, and a patch of snow here, a patch of snow there. Here a patch. There a patch…
It’s just dull.
And bitterly cold most of the time.
And then the temps ratchet up to barely balmy.
And then plummet.
I. Need. A. Pop. Of. Color.
Ha. I just ended this post on a clitic.
And Monday is in the house.