Thirty-four degrees outside, with light snow falling...
as of now, there's a dusting on the grass.
Paved surfaces are merely wet.
Had my usual breakfast...
cup of tea, bowl of oatmeal, glass of juice.
(And the first half of my daily meds)
The temperature's rising...
it's now thirty-eight...
and I'm watching the snow just melting away.
Curious... the news from Europe is of ice-bound rivers,
meters of snow, whole villages cut off from the rest of
the world. I feel for those I once knew there.
It's just been announced that Whitney Houston has died.
Another voice for the ages. . . gone.
She'll be missed.