another blustery day
Word on the street is that Punxsutawney Phil did not see his shadow today (and neither did the Staten Island groundhog, Chuck, who I had never heard of until today). Thank. You. Lord. This winter is swallowing me whole. Dreaming about moving to Florida (or California or Hawaii) on this drippy, cold day. And wearing dresses like this. Or this. Or anything non-fleeced-lined. Sigh.
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