Is it really December?

 The older I get the more I appreciate, notice and make time to enjoy "little" gifts. Like a sunny 57 degree afternoon in December.  If my back was good, today would be a perfect day for yard work. But it isn't and rather than mope and pout I made a choice to listen to the call of my inner being to take advantage of some back porch sitting. Wearing a flannel and sweatshirt to ward off the chill. Chair placed in the sun to soak up that one of a kind warmth. Retreating to the house only when my fingers got cold. 

Oh how sweet it was to sit outside today.