it almost feels like spring : a beautiful morning to walk the dog

anticipating secret flavour of tomorrow's ice-cream cake

seen a parade of blue lights on the highway

sounds of morning in the city: helicopter overhead, TV chatter, cars driving by, napping dog breathing heavily

mulling over the drooping, neglected shamrock on the window ledge

looking forward to salt and vinegar ruffle chips!

thinking about journeys

"It is a long road to freedom"

this is my second day of Plurk