Domino's scribbles

Days of reverse striptease are gone, or so I assumed.
— Goodbye winter! Welcome 60 degrees spring days! was I humming only the day before yesterday?
A convenient lie concocted by Mr. Calendar.
Spring is slacking.
Yesterday was a reminder that winter will not relinquish its hold on Salem any time soon.
Winds of 40 mph were the weather’s weapon of choice, backed up by a chilling 18 degrees Fahrenheit. Not a good day to be outside if one is not willing to take flying lessons.
Back inside my humble abode, in lack of alcoholic beverages, I settled for Golden Monkey black tea as a cure to defrost.
I was too eager to cast away my winter shell as I welcomed the new season.
Side effects of my flying expedition: runny nose, puffy eyes, Lauren Bacall’s voice and an ongoing headache.
At least now I know how to navigate the winds, which, I am positive, will come in handy in my witchcraft pursuit!

March 24, 2009

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