Mid-winter Treat

My, my, my, what a difference a day or two make. Today, January 29th, I dragged a big old wicker chair out of storage, bashed winter's dust out of the pillows, poured a hefty glass of chilled Sancerre and sat out in the sunshine, in a t-shirt, pretending it was May. (Okay, so I've got a way's to go with New Years Resolution Number 3 - live in THIS moment - which happens to be in January and not May). It sure felt like May. I got a sunburn on my chest, Nigel was panting up a storm like he does in summer, the birds were loud and busy! It was such a treat, hours of sunlit warmth after the cold recently and I, for one, am so very grateful for it. . . .