Are you thinking rain, grey skies and puddles on the street?
As the Gershwin classic goes, “It Ain’t Necessarily So”.
Umbrellas can mean blue skies …
and sunshine …
and days at the beach.
They can mean that, but not in Toronto. Not in March 😦
To borrow from Elizabeth Barrett Browning,
How will I miss thee?
Let me count the ways …
None, zero, not at all.
I will not miss you
Wet, white, cold.
I will not long for your chill embrace.
I will not pine for your ice and sleet.
I will not miss you winter mine.
I will not miss you,
Not not one flake.
Hello, Florida 🙂
