Warmer Amble
And as bright as the light is, streaming into this morning room, the purring furnace tells me it's still cold out there. I'm happy to wait until it's purring a little less before I venture out.
Yesterday's stroll was a hurried one: I threw on a down vest and dashed out the door. It wasn't until I rounded the corner that I realized I needed a hat and gloves.
The frigid fast-walk refreshes and energizes ... but I'm hoping for a warmer amble today.
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