I’d rather be at the Grateful SHE’d where the Jasmine is pink and looks like blush on the side of it.
Smelling the flowers.
Watching them all bloom.
Cutting my roses.
Shooting some pics
Feeling like writing.
…but I am still under the weather with this lousy cold. Old movies and meds are my friends right now.
Thanks for stopping in. At least you can’t catch anything through the internet.
Til next time…