There’s nothing so bad as a gray day with rain when the year is getting towards November. Except, perhaps, an actual gray day in November. And you can guess which sort of day today is.
I have actually started looking up tourist and tour information for Chile, where it’s springtime now. Must be beautiful down there! And, I could look up Pablo Neruda‘s old house or something creative and constructive like that.
I shall post this now and continue to think up ways of getting myself through this coming winter intact. Suggestions welcome.
white pebble 