Waiting for a friend,waiting for a train, All the promises of a Friday night on a day when we left work the sky was a deep beautiful blue rather than black.
Super Bowl Sunday - days are getting longer - soon baseball spring training and maybe a crocus, then two then eight hundred.
Dreaming with both eyes open.
1 comment:
I like your dream a lot better than the freezing rain covered by eight more inches of snow we had up here last night. Spring, Phil, darned well better come early!
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