It's warmer today, close to 40 degrees so the fog has rolled in. The snow is starting to sink, melt, run off, mush up and drip.
John and I exchanged cars this morning because he took Murphy in to work to see everyone.
I got into his car to do some errands and the music started to blare. As I drove out of the driveway I debated about turning it off and then decided what the hell...........I turned onto my country lane listening to Werewolf of London. He had quite a mix of music on that CD and by the time I had arrived at my first traffic light I was dancing in my seat. Car dancing, seat dancing...........thoroughly enjoying myself. It's been a while since I boogied in the car. I tend to drive with no music, no talking shows from the radio. I like the quiet. I like to think about things but you know sometimes it's just good for the soul to dance.