Oh, what a beautiful morning!
Oh what a beautiful day!
Corny lyrics of an old fashioned song. When you get older, those kinds of things happen: songs pop into your head that speak to the moment. It's not always a good thing: for a while, I could not look up at a beautiful blue sky without singing to myself -- everything's better with blue bonnet on it. A jingle from a TV commercial in the sixties.
So, a fine day! A warmish day. A one day pause from below freezing temperatures.
I'm up very early and so is Ed because I receive a notification in response to my many many inquiries about where to get a vaccination. So I need to respond and Ed needs to respond as well and so long as we're doing all this responding we may as well be up and eating breakfast.
You will notice perhaps that my hair is getting very long. Very long. At first I was amused and Ed said he liked it, but lately I've been thinking that it would be awfully nice not to care for such long hair. So I spend the morning watching youtubes on how to give yourself a haircut if you have a certain style in mind. And I do, and it's complicated. But hey, what can you lose -- all hair grows back!
I don't quite get to the act of cutting itself today, because shortly after noon, I have a Zoom meetup with my Polish friends. It was planned on the day after January 6, when we were all shell shocked by what had happened in D.C. We wanted to come together the day after the inauguration, with the hope of toasting to celebrate a safe and peaceful transfer of power.
Champagne corks popped!
And immediately after my meetup, Ed and I set out to fill our souls with the beautiful great outdoors. A longer hike is in order!
We head out to a segment of the Ice Age Trail just north and west of Madison. True, clouds rolled in and the wind gusted fiercely, but it was grand!
Really grand!
Now, back to my Prosecco, opened with my Polish friends. Can't let all those bubbles fizz out.
With love...
