I’m sitting here, in my warm socks and fuzzy sweater, thinking about how a rainy, grey day of “bitter” cold (54 degrees) in midsummer ought to make me appreciate more the glorious sunny days of weeks past.
It doesn’t. Not really. But I promise to try to recapture some of those past days by adding my thoughts about them…I think the hard part will be adhering to Gordon’s numbering conventions.
Nevertheless, I’ll try.
13,121