Mid-seventies and sunny on January first -- what a great way to start the year! I'm in my shorts and eating a bowl of ice cream, after a morning working in the yard. I hope this is a good augury for the rest of the year. Or I would hope if I actually believed in auguries and omens and such.
I put it all on the line.
Will my shirts and socks
soon be dry?
I did some laundry too. That's a quinzaine -- haven't dabbled in that form in a little while. With good reason, perhaps.
In that I just segued into poetry, I am rather surprised at the quite large number of views on the 'Briefcase' poem I posted a few days ago. I've never had anywhere near so many in so short a time on any post. Did someone out there recommend it or something? Or is it simply that the public finally recognized my incredible talent? :)