cold bay, warm baby

Yesterday it was 34 degrees, today it is 35, get out the sun frocks!

The flowers haven't gotten the memo, apparently. Ours are still shivering underground , thinking they might pass on this spring, in the warmer areas of the neighborhood, closer to the water, the flowers are more brave or they just got tired of waiting. Like everyone else during this endless pandemic.

 

The bay is freezing - the clouds  hugging the islands like a lofty   eiderdown. Nice illusion of comfort and warmth.

There is a new thing on the beach- Kayak share, like bike share, didn't check the price but can't be more than buying your own, plus less hassle- Cool idea.No one is kayaking today unless they have a death wish and I am sure there will not be enough when the weather warms up.  There will be a scramble - mine mine mine.

Today was granny day- Flora is growing a white beard along with her many other talents of making teeth and saying BABABABA.  Dear lord she is smart!

My girls , I am utterly charmed!

We were talking about optimism and pessimism - there must be a balance, though I lean toward pessimism as a safety measure - always be prepared for the worst, I say, make a plan B and C. When I am in the company of Ms. Flora Jane, however, I become a soppy goo goo  Pollyanna and I can't stand myself. Everything is beautiful and right with the world.

Can't help it, simply cloying and happier than Larry around that child! You would be too. Guaranteed.  People do start out so wonderfully .