Sunday

Jolly cold today, it really is.  There's a frost which I probably shouldn't be surprised to see as yesterday evening was gloriously clear and starry.

I was out late (for me) because I went out, had a great time, came home singing and fell asleep with Rogers and Hammerstein melodies dancing in my mind.  Not a bad way to create good dreams, is it?

Must go, breakfast is ready, but I may be back later.