Done with work. Done. Soo happy.
Last night, beautiful dark snow squalls. Leaving work, it looked like a rainbow rinsed of color in the sky above the door. An arch of gray and white, the first fat flakes hitting my tear stained cheeks.
This morning, blue skies, blue jays plump against the cold in the lilac tree by the feeder, golden light on the bar branches.
Eating Irish oatmeal, cream and strawberries & making lists in this notebook.