It may be its last leg, but is has enough left in it to go out in style.
Sunday, February 26, 2012
A Leg Up
I'm not sure how many legs it has, but February is definitely on its last one. I woke this morning to a strange invasion of light through the slats of my mini-blinds. When I finally mustered the wherewithal to drag my self out of bed, I peered through ever so carefully so as to ease the shock on my sleepy eyes, there, to my delight, was a double whammy surprise awaiting my eyes. Not only was the sun clocked in and on shift, but a light blanket--no, more like a throw--of snow had fallen asleep in my grass.