||[Feb. 29th, 2004|01:55 pm]
It's 57 degrees out. I went out and filled the fountain and did a little work in the yard and I didn't need a jacket.
Unfortunately, I do need to finish this revision, so I could not stay out and play for very long.
This being Cleveland, we're bound to get a final bitchslap by the Winter Gods. But standing out there I finally felt like we are on the uphill side, past the worst. We've broken over the crest of the climb and can see the reward.