My yard is covered in snow, the furnace races to keep up with the 11 degree temperature outside.
Layers are the answer. Over my long skivvies I wrap a grey woolen mesh that was meant for who knows what. Again thrift shop finds grant me a plaid fleece blanket and various scarves, a colorful song against the drafts. I may join Buddy and spend the day lounging
No comments:
Post a Comment