It's been raining here the past week, and worse than that, it's been threatening to snow.
This being my first fall experience within the climate of Colorado- I'm not sure what to expect. My fingers are crossed in the hopes that it doesn't drop below 40 until January, allowing for time to save my pennies and head south to bask in the vitamin D rays of the sun- a true sign of God.
Today, the sun is shining through the windows, giving the illusion that I should shed 2 of my 3 layers... but I know better. Instead, I'll say goodbye to my tanned skin, and hello to my wool socks.
Goodbye beautiful skin. The next time I'll see you will be 7 months from now. You'll be white and and little too tender, but that's o.k., I'll remember you at your best, and hopefully- if God hasn't forgotten how fragile I am- we will meet again on a sandy beach in the southern hemisphere. I'll bring the Coco Butter and you, bring a smile.
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