It's 22 degrees, a veritable heat wave compared to recent temps. So why am I still sitting inside on my duff when I should be out taking a walk? My walking buddy/neighbor doesn't seem to be back from her latest jaunt to New York, and my best buddy, Fudge.... well, I'm missing her faithful companionship each and every day. Funny how you take your pets for granted when they're here, and miss them like a phantom limb once they're gone.
I've been writing all morning, and really need to get up & stretch to get the blood and creative juices flowing. Sometimes, even when you know it's gonna be a lonely walk, you just gotta lace up your boots and take it!