I am tired of looking at white. All this snow was exhilerating, exciting, and entertaining.
Now I am just exhausted by the cold, the shoveling, and the white knuckle driving.
How's this for an antidote?
I absolutely loved this Neon Cowboy rose. It up and died on me summer before last. I am going to have to find another one to take it's place. Looking at this photo right now is the only thing that is going to get me through until Spring. That and knowing I have the day off tomorrow. Oh the extravagance of a Thursday at home alone.