We’ll weather the weather whatever the weather, whether we like it or not.
It’s blustery and blowy and wet and miserable outside, but my narcissus tete-a-tete think it’s spring already. They’re braver than I am. I agree that it’s mild for January but not so warm that I want to venture out in it. I still want to hibernate.
Filed under: Seasons - winter — Clare @ 1:53 pm