Lately, I have been leaving the house long before I have the chance to watch the sun peek over the far horizon, but even still, any morning that it is not raining holds the promise of a good day. I have not once been able to see my breath no matter how cold I might feel, so I know for a fact I am doing better than I would be back in NY. This morning, not only was the sun shining, but the traffic was (almost) flowing. That here is nothing short of miraculous.
Anyways, this is more of a photo post than a written one so I’ll shut up now and head off. Happy 92’nd birthday, Turkey. I love you and wish you many happy returns.