We had to get out of the house last night before one of us ended up in the corner indefinitely, myself included. Attitude was oozing all over the place.
So after returning our library books, we drove over to feed the ducks at the Greenway. Though it was a bit chilly outside, dusk was looming, and we needed to take advantage of what little daylight we had left.
Even in the middle of winter, when the trees are stark and the sky is gray, I find this place so beautiful. It’s a wonder what a little pretty will do for the soul.
When we got home, our attitudes were cheerful and we were able to carry on with the evening with some level of decorum. It seems like all we needed was a breath of fresh mountain air.