Like a woman in a dress shop, Nature is trying on different looks, not quite able to make up her mind. Friday was a warm spring day, too nice to stay indoors. Yesterday the clouds came down lower than the surrounding hilltops, dampening everything, including spirits. This morning the sky is clear, below freezing, pastures and railings white with frost.
Given that it was grey and cold outside, yesterday was a perfect day to stay by the fire and rest my achy breaky back (apologies to Billy Ray Cyrus). The NASCAR Shootout was seventy-five laps filled with enough excitement to satisfy the most rabid fan, the surprise leader crossing the finish line milliseconds ahead of second place to take the checkered flag. Next Sunday is the Daytona 500, and weekends will take on meaning again.
Gee whiz, the quick-change artist is at it again. She started out with a clear blue sky and pink sunrise, but has switched to a grey wrap-around to go with the white ground. Personally, I thought the blue looked just fine.