Winter, that is.
I’m tired of looking out at this.
I’m even tired of trying to get the perfect snowflake macro shot. (Haven’t gotten a good one yet.)
Tired of draping a shawl over me to pull up and keep my camera dry. Tired of the gray. Tired of the cold. (SuperGuy sneakily took these two shots)
I want to be sitting down there in our courtyard, sipping a martini with SuperGuy and discussing our days. Sigh. Have I mentioned a time or a million that I’m not a winter person?
