Sunday, April 19, 2009
I have decided that northeastern weather is like me sometimes--prone to moods. Today, the skies are definitely melancholy. Yesterday was glorious sun; today is somber clouds. Just like a woman's prerogative to change her mind, the weather pattern where I live panders to the whim of the lakes and the froth of the barometric pressure. Alas, if only grey days were as romantic in reality as they seem in the British novels. Oh well, the only thing good about a temperamental nature is that bad can always turn to good in a blink. Here's hoping it works for the scene outside my window!