Funny thing about that weather. Yesterday on the half-past five morning first dog walk of the day the weather was clear-skied, star-studded crisp and thirty-three degrees. Then again, at the morning nine o’clock second dog walk of the day, it was sunny, cloudless and crispy cold at a staggering twenty-four degrees.
My Reader impatiently asks, Where’s the funny part?
I could not tell the difference, I answer.
My Reader sighs. Then tell me about that BIRD IN A BOWL.
Oh…weather or not…I wouldn’t give that a lot of thought. How about I just stay in touch…