And I wasn’t going to disappoint it. I put on my yellow shirt this morning, because, by the Eight Gleaming Sky Turtles, it’s nearly the end of April and I’m about ready for a little perky Springtime action. Instead I got a day full of grumpy ash-colored clouds and the occasional shower.
Nevertheless, I felt a lot better about the whole thing because I had a brightly colored shirt and — as you can see — socks to match. The weather better turn soon, though. Not that many pairs of yellow dots in the drawer.