When I retired I worried I had done the wrong thing. I have to say I worried for nothing. Looking out the window, at the ice covering my car, I am glad I have no where to go and can play with these photos from the Museum of Natural History, taken yesterday. We were also able to stop at the New York Historical Society on the way home, no worries about writing lessons and being observed on a Monday full of snow and ice.
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Sing it, Sista!!
xoxox
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