Nothing but clouds.
. . in every direction. It is raining.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep. ~ Robert Frost.
"I count myself in nothing else so happy as in a soul remembering my good friends." Richard the Second, Shakespeare
Blessings,
Janet
We should work to live, not live to work. ~ Marie Bostwick, The Second Sister
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