Clouds were Pillows Today

 

White sheep, white sheep, On a blue hill, When the wind stops, You all stand still. When the wind blows, You walk away slow. White sheep, white sheep, Where do you go?         C. Rossetti

    

I say I’m soaking up vitamin D but really I’m just laying in the sunshine.  Makes my bones feel good.  I sent Erin the picture of my sky and she sent the one she was seeing driving to her next appointment.  Another sunny day coming tomorrow.  Got my lounge chair ready.