Springtime in the City
Yesterday, January 6, my husband and I frolicked in the city in short sleeves. If I could have found my flip flops (put away for “winter” somewhere under my bed), they would have been on. We had a beer at an outside table at The Bishop’s Collar. We certainly enjoyed it, but at the same time it was also very eerie. We just kept looking at each other and saying, It’s January?