Wishful Thinking
January 2008
My iTunes: C by Poulenc
The weather outside is frightful -- a chilling 20 degrees Farenheit. I've put on my warm socks, wrapped myself up in my robe, and am curled up under an afghan listening to a collection of music by Poulenc, Faure, Debussy. If I close my eyes I can almost imagine looking up and seeing the sun through the blossoms and feel its warmth on my face. But that is wishful thinking...
1 comment:
Frightful isn't the word I would have used...frigid is more like it...
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