Snow falling in Florida, this
is a rare occasion . Where is the
sunshine? Where are the birds? I’m not in to gloomy days. Let there be Spring or a sunny day. To quote
Shakespeare, “The darling buds of May.”
I’m working on a Victorian
mystery and it’s a stinking sunny day in London. It’s hard to imagine a hot day when I’m
freezing. Back to time traveling in my mind.
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