Lemon Water and Jazz
This morning looks like open windows, a gray sky, jazz playing low, and my pup curled up in his bed beside me. I am sitting at my desk with warm lemon water, letting the first real days of spring settle in.
This morning looks like open windows, a gray sky, jazz playing low, and my pup curled up in his bed beside me. I am sitting at my desk with warm lemon water, letting the first real days of spring settle in.