” If only!”
Sun’s up! Birds are singing. Floating marshmallow clouds in the sky. Trees are glistening, still shaking off the dew. The desire to morph into Julie Andrews “the hills are alive….. ” but it’s effing freezing!
The beauty of the scene is ruined by my freezing digits, my frozen toes, my drippy nose and my pooch with her long dachshund claws leaping for me to catch and cuddle!
Get the picture?
Confessions of a Free Range Prolapsed Catholic 
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