God recently Blessed me with a little extra money so I decided to get a pedicure and a manicure. Usually I just get a pedicure and skip the manicure but today I said I would treat myself to both.
I also took a walk around my neighborhood since it was a nice day, purchased a dress from the local vendor by the Broadway Junction subway station and just take advantage of the warm mild nice weather.
Also spent time hanging out with Pat the Calico Garden Cat in our backyard. Of course I must mention my Long time Furbaby Sylvester the Tuxedo Court Jester.
My Favorite Season is Summer! I Love Heat, Sunshine, Warmth. Must be my African blood. I wish New York’s climate was more like California, Hawaii or Florida. Summer gives me the opportunity to wear dresses and skirts. I tend to get out more because the weather is good during the summer. Going to the park, the beach, just being able to soak in the sun’s rays is my ideal dream. I Love seeing the trees and flowers in bloom, walking through the grass and enjoying nature.
My least favorite season is winter. I HATE cold, ice, snow, & freezing temps. Ugh!! Housebound. Hibernating (NOT!!) Traveling in snow and ice is dangerous. Fear of falling and breaking my limbs. Transportation can be iffy and who wants to stand outside in the snow, sleet and/or ice waiting for a bus or train?! Yuck!! Having to spend 20 minutes putting on 5 layers of clothing is not sexy!! Neither is not seeing that black ice hiding under the snow and taking a tumble. Nor is getting unwanted exercise shoveling snow and putting down deicer just so you can get out of the house! Also cold frozen winter temps are really bad for my arthritis. Painful locked joints are no fun.
So give this hot blooded woman a sunshiny 85 degree day 24/7/365!!
I fell asleep in your arms forever and together we lapsed into eternity like babes in the woods. Forest green was our cradle and verdant moss bedecked a flower strewn winding sheet blazed upon by sun and cooled in moonlit nights. Gaia received us without judgment or blame thanking us for nourishing seedling eons. Gentle boughs bent down to caress our sunken cheeks. Roots plowed up the earth making sure we were firmly planted to her suckled breast.