Thursday...rain...gray...heavy at times ...misty most times. looking out the window watching a tiny river of water slide silently down the pane making tiny tributaries branching out different places. robins all puffed up roosting in the still bare tree branches trying to shake off the cold rain.God, I wish spring would not take so long to get here. Pulls my sweater around me tightly staving off the cold chill. blah...thursday..sips on a cup of tea.
