oh, the long, dreary days of winter...
are meant to be dream days of what has been and what is to come...
to regroup, reorganize and strategize...
to imagine all kinds of things...
to set new goals and envision what can be...
resting up for a day when those dreams become reality...
recharging of the mind, body and spirit...
dare to dream...
that is...
until someone sneaks away with your pen...
give you one guess who that is...
dreaming and planning will have to wait until that little pooder takes a nap...
hope you are having a glorious day...
its colder than a well digger's butt here...
and it looks like its here to stay a bit, too...
drats...
so off I go to make mischief somewhere else...
