As I sit on my couch, all wrapped in my winter robe, with a cup of coffee---
I look out over the lake, with the sun coming up slowly--peaking through the fog. The frost covers, the grass on the yard & the tin on the boat house. The cold makes me move slow, in the mornings--it's almost like, it's not Florida. When it is cold outside, time seems to almost stand still---
Have a wonderful day!!