Saturday, March 11, 2023

An Impressionist Morning

I couldn't face my own cooking again for breakfast.  Jumped in the car to drive to the County Seat.  While the Thursday-Friday  snowstorm had left some inches of snow, roads hadn't been plowed.   I drove slowly.   Stopped at the Toad House to pick up pastries and a latte.  Did some shopping and came home.  Filled the bird feeders.  Gently warmed the latte and a pastry and sat down at the dining room table.  Just in time to watch the first flakes fall from the beginning of the Saturday-Sunday snowstorm.

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