Yesterday, while a little cold, was beautiful. All sunshiny and bright. Lovely.
Today will be cloudy, but it's Sunday, and I get to work on what I want, not what I have to, so it's still a beautiful day in the neighborhood.
But tomorrow it's back to the grind. And I do mean the grind.
Feedle-dee-dee, said Scarlett. I shall think about that tomorrow.