Monday, Monday

The sky is gray.  In fact, it's 8:30 in the am and the light sensitive lights are still on!  The smoke in the chimney across the street heads horizontally as it leaves the confines of the home.  There is moisture in the air and the walking areas are frosted and slick.  Morning came early thanks to geriatric puppies.  And yet, it's the start of a new week, with new thrills, new challenges, and new adventures (not to mention another week of doing exactly as I want!).  There are obvious advantages to being a cock-eyed optimist and being thrilled with Monday is one of them.  May your day pass fleetly, your week pass sweetly,  and you understand that you are loved!