moving slowly from image to image
soaking up, breathing in, captivated by
the light and color of art
on a gray and snizzling day
a marvelous way to wile away an afternoon
as we sail through the January Doldrums
on our way to the February Funk
Day 27. “Snizzling” is not a word (that I can find on any online dictionary). It’s what I call a mixture of snow and a rainy drizzle.
Bountiful Healing 