Snow

The snow is pretty. I keep telling myself that. As Gary so eloquently said, positive thinking is the best way to go. But waaaaaaa...two dances have been cancelled! And it's cold. To keep myself from falling into a winter funk I'm going to concentrate on warm. Nice hot sand between my toes. A gentle breeze blowing across my fake tanned shoulders. A fruity drink in front of me and my man at my side.

At someplace like this: the Open Room at Kenolio Park across the street from the beach. In Maui, Hawaii. Not in my future anytime soon, but a girl can dream.