I have been having trouble reconciling myself to our cold January weather, especially when it is cold, dreary, and overcast. Sunday afternoon on my walk it was sort of cool but really sunny. I had on my toboggan so I did not have a cap to keep the sun out of my eyes. I caught myself whining to myself about the bright sunshine. What is that saying? Something about being hung with a new rope.
And it is supposed to be really cold this weekend. A couple months to spring. Wishing my life away and complaining about the sunshine. It's a wonderful life.
