There weather here has been dreary. No sparkling snow, just day after day of 40 and raining. Yesterday, my antedote appeared:
How could I not smile?
She meant to make a butterfly. It came out as a dog with wings. That's the beauty of art. And for me, collage. The final result is always ten times more interesting that the original goal. And the journey is infinitely satisfying.
You smile, too. And let the sun shine today. Even if there's not one evident in the sky.