I am in the midst of a winter whiteout, ennui has set in while the sky stays white with occasional bursts of sunlight or buttermilk. [overheard at the gym: one lady, 'is that the sun I see?, next lady: 'yeah, but catch it quick. Keeping up with the sky around here will give you whip lash!]
There's nothing in my archive that I can find interesting enough to post. Maybe I will joint Scooter and take up ice cream painting. Or maybe I'll just eat the ice cream. Either way, here's wishing you a 'sunny' Monday.