It’s been a dreary and rainy day in DC.
A perfect day for staying inside, drinking hot tea and binge watching the eighth season of Doctor Who (an unreasonable number of episodes in and Peter Capaldi still isn’t growing on me… sigh…).
A perfect day for recuperating from my most recent bout of illness. City germs are brutal.
Almost a perfect day for reminiscing about my trip to south Texas last week and the Rio Grande Valley birding festival. “Almost” only because of pictures yet to be sorted before a story can come together.
Fortunately (unfortunately?), I rather think winter is upon us and there will be more dreary days of hot tea and reminiscing ahead.