Hazy Shade of Winter

Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl
but she doesn't have a lot to say
Her Majesty's a pretty nice girl
but she changes from day to day
The Beatles -- Her Majesty

It's cold as Hell -- I maintain that Hell is eternal pre Climate Change winter. Hey, I've seen the pics!  Also too -- no Chianti and the guacamole is bland, bland, BLAND. But back to this cold shit -- 3º Fahrenheit right now. And yes, I went out in my robe and slippers to get a shot of the gorgeous pre dawn sea and sky. It was totes worth getting snow and ice inside my flimsy moccasins as I climbed over the drifts to the seawall. Oh yes it was!

I'm inclined to hibernate in weather like this but, at the same time, I know this leads to bleak, melancholy crankitude. SO, I'm making plans, getting out of the house, seeing people, taking pics and just generally engaging with the world. I'm a little afraid I'll go all Jack Torrance on myself (and The Amazing Bob!) otherwise.

Tomorrow I'll head up to Salem for a day of visual delights at the Peabody Essex Museum and a visit with an old friend. Yeah, there's a bit of snow in the forecast -- hopefully it won't be like last week.

In the meantime, seen while in town earlier this week: 
Best bumper stickers EVAH!

A message from a local sports bar, offering encouragement

And the sweetest car on the road now that isn't a Smartcar -- the Fiat 500 POP.

You're welcome.

Hang on to your hopes, my friend
That's an easy thing to say, but if your hope should pass away
It's simply pretend
That you can build them again
Look around, the grass is high
The fields are ripe, it's the springtime of my life

Ahhh, seasons change with the scenery
Weaving time in a tapestry
Won't you stop and remember me
At any convenient time
Funny how my memory slips while looking over manuscripts
Of unpublished rhyme
Drinking my vodka and lime

Ilook around, leaves are brown now
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter 
Simon and Garfunkel -- Hazy Shade of Winter