Wednesday, January 26, 2005

We can work it out

My face feels crinkly, that feeling when you've been out in the sun for a while. And guess what? I spent most of the day out in the sun. It reached 66 degrees here, the finest day in months. I sunned like a lizard on a rock. A friend called out to me from two floors up, "How long are you going to wait, Paul?" "I'm not!" I guess she'd been by earlier and seen me in the very same spot. Ok, so I was really soaking it up. Too gorgeous not to.


Today's word is poikilothermic.


C'mon, spring....


Jennifer said...


Suzanne said...

'...In springtime, the only pretty ring time,
When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding.
Sweet lovers love the spring...'

I can't wait for spring!