Weather in Florida this time of year is tricky. Some nights, we’re covering our plants to protect them from frost, but by 2 p.m. that same day, it could be 80 degrees and beautiful and sunny.
I hate trying to figure out what to wear right now — I mean, are there really enough layers in the world to take me from 80 degrees to 32?
(No, there are not. Trust me.)
But when I wake up to a chilly house and have to bundle up in my thick, pink, polka-dotted robe to let the dogs out, and I wrap my hands around my coffee mug just because the warmth feels so good … well, I gain a whole new appreciation for 80 degrees and sunny, you know?
(Also helps that the humidity has gone waaaay down, so I no longer feel like I’m trudging through a swamp to get to the mailbox.)
Anyway, stepping outside in the bright sun just made me so damn happy today that I resolved to take a picture of it — a picture I could share with those in a colder, drearier climate. A picture that would make me smile in January.
Well, I’m still learning how to properly take a “big” picture. I mean, what I got was fine, but then I was distracted by all the butterflies in my front yard, and, well, I think this picture is far more likely to make me smile.
An apt reminder not to get too terribly caught up in the big picture, you know?