A Time For Every Season
There is a time for every season and so this time must be for winter. We can't cheat winter, can we? I must admit I'm dreaming of spring and summer and autumn... all the seasons I haven't seen from the windows of my new condo. I have seen winter in St Joseph. It is cold, very cold. And it is white, very white. I imagine it is pretty when the sun is shining on the brilliant white snow. I have not seen that facet of winter in St Joseph yet. What I have seen is ominous dark clouds drifting into the city from the even darker waters of Lake Michigan. I am spending this time planning the home improvements I will need to do on my condo. It's fun to dream, imagining the bright and cheery colors I want on my walls. Shall it be yellow in my kitchen? Yes, I think it shall. And pale green for the dining room? Yes, that would do very nicely. The living room must be blue and white I think. But not a sad or drab blue! No. It must be a cheerful blue for the living room. Oh who knows, I...