Woke up to fresh snow


and twelve degrees. Kinda enjoy the snow, but it gets me thinking about 'changes in latitudes and changes in attitudes', as Jimmy Buffet would say. Am dreaming of 'drinks on the beach' and tropical breezes as I watch the wind swirl the snowflakes.
Oh well, maybe someday, but for now am beside a warm fireplace, making guacamole and Buffalo Wings, waiting for the Super Bowl.
Life is good, even if you're not on a beach, but esp if you are.

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