The weather has been sheer bliss for the last week. It’s what I would like the universal weather pattern to be. Clear, blue sky, air you can breathe, with no humidity in sight, sunny, but not hot. It’s no socks, but maybe a little jacket. Not a giant body-swallowing down coat, mind you.
I am so affected by the day’s weather. What a joke this is, because guess what you absolutely have no control over? I live in fear of the cold snaps that force me to layer up and walk with my shoulders touching my ears. I love a snuggly cashmere sweater as much as the next girl, but I don’t need five degree weather to imbibe.
So, today I will take a long walk around Jamaica Pond and I will try and imprint the feeling of the air and the look of the sky so that I can pull it out in the middle of the winter, when I am shivering and cranky and longing for the warmth of a day like today. Yup, weather in a bottle.
*the gratitude-a-thon 