Winter's Final Sting . . . I Hope . . . .

Hi,

I went walking on the old mining road late
tonight. There was a strong wind from the
northwest blowing directly into my face, as
I made my way along the road.

I thought my face would freeze:)

Of course, on my return, I had the wind at
my back. Even so, it felt like February,
rather than late March.

The moon was beautiful, although I didn't
spend much time contemplating things. I
walked along at a brisk pace, and was
happy to return to the warmth of my home.

Well, I'll be back soon. Perhaps, then,
I'll have more information for you about
that inspiration I received a few nights
ago. ;)

All the best,
Laurie