It’s a bundly sort of day. The air is frigid and the smell of snow is lingering around. It’s as if the sky has a secret just dying to share…that slushy ice is on the menu for tonight. I’m in my snuggly red dress today and I’m wearing the new scarf that Granny made for me. No one has petted it yet. :- I’m not sure if that’s good or bad. When a girl has a scarf that people love to pet and then she gets a new scarf and no one pets it…she begins to wonder if the quality of that scarf is any less than the pettable one.
Oh joy of joys. School is almost a fading memory. (I probably shouldn’t think that way until after exams, eh?)