The sun was deceiving in it’s promise of warmth as it shone through the windows this morning but I enjoyed waking and my quick walk to see what was popping up from the earth.
Archive for January, 2007
Snowy Sunshine
“It is the hour to be drunken! To escape being the martyred slaves of time, be
ceaselessly drunk. On wine, on poetry, or on virtue, as you wish.”
Charles Baudelaire
It’s hard to beat two days of surrounding yourself with words, notebooks full of potential, beautiful movies, and a warm kitty snuggled against your legs. I’ll miss my nest tomorrow.
