I sound exactly like a frog today. If a frog could talk and we all know some can. I’d like to think I have a more varied vocabulary than most frogs, but with the internet, who knows.

We’re still in gray today, it doesn’t look like that’s changing any time soon, but I don’t think it’s going to snow or rain.

Just be gray. How fitting.

I’m trying to tell this virus what’s what, but it seems it doesn’t want to listen. How dare it. Aside from no voice, I have a cough, but otherwise, I’ve felt worse. Not that I’m sending out any invitations.

I guess I’m not that chatty today, out loud or written, so that’s it for my Wednesday. I hope you have a lovely, cold-free one.

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