My favorite kind of weather isn’t measured in degrees, it’s measured in birdsong 🎶 Open windows - open doors; gentle breezes, and that sweet little chorus outside that makes everything feel hopeful and brand new 🌞🌸
The moon also, was gracing us with it's appearance 😊
And, I listened to Victor, tonight while working a few crochet rows - because I am a deep thinker & a history enthusiast, I enjoy these discussions. If it were possible, it would be fun to have face-to-face in-depth talks with these guys 😉

