Not to be dramatic, but I cried when the sun touched my skin for the first time in a very long time this week, and I don’t even live in a place touched by the polar vortex a couple weeks ago. After months (or more like a year) spent indoors and feeling gloomy about the weather, getting a couple days of sunny, 65° weather made my mood skyrocket.
Reading this issue while engaged in the most appropriate of activities—backyard sunbathing.
The question spinning in my mind for the past five minutes: “Would I ever get sick of stepping down into my living room to admire my 20’ drapes?” I doubt it.
Reading this issue while engaged in the most appropriate of activities—backyard sunbathing.
The question spinning in my mind for the past five minutes: “Would I ever get sick of stepping down into my living room to admire my 20’ drapes?” I doubt it.