Of Drizzles and Drips

The kettle is on for tea.

Two days above freezing and everything is drip-drip-dripping.

The piles of snow are growing smaller (yay!) and the fearsome icicles on my neighbors' roof are gone.

Mud is everywhere.

(You take the bad with the good, I guess...)

Today was a colorless day if there ever was one - somewhere between drizzle and fog, the sun in hiding.

Here is playing on Pandora right now.

I'm still happily thinking of the latte I grabbed earlier with DeAnne.

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Someone likes spaghetti. :)

Perfect little doll.  I miss her.