Monday, Monday

It started out the day pouring rain with winds that brought down some tree branches painfully close to our cars, and it turned in to a beautiful warm spring day...which is utterly wrong given that it should be snowing.

I know most folks would say we were lucky.  But I grew up in the San Francisco Bay area, where it doesn't snow {except one memorable winter when I was a child, and even that was the scantest of dustings} &  I adore the snow-- I adore it snowing-- it's magical, & I miss it.

Dress/Forever 21; Cardigan/Thrifted cashmere; Tights & Shoes/Target; Cat = Mac {Thing 3's baby}

It looks like, for all my wishing, we aren't going to have any sort of typical winter this year.  We haven't broken any record highs or anything {which is good, as it means that this odd snowless winter is just a fluke and not a shadow of winters to come}, but it is decidedly not what I am used to, or want.  Ah well, there is always next year for our Tennessee Mountain winter. In the meantime, we'll pack up the parkas & look on toward spring~*