Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Ever Changing Weather
I have had this lady for thirty-five years at least. I love her more now as she ages with grey lichen blotching her arms and hair. I've never had her elegance and grace but I've always envied hers.
Wherever I go she will go with me...
We thought we had finished with the snow...the day before we sat on the portico with warm sunshine on our backs. We had left unseasonal blizzards in the UK but came back to snow of our own.