Today is a perfect day to be sitting on the porch of a log cabin out in the woods somewhere; wrapped up in a big, thick blanket; and holding a steaming cup of hot chocolate with both hands about two inches below your nose.
It is about 55 degrees this morning, sunny, with a slight breeze. The sky is an endless sea of blue, and the air has a clean crispness to it.
It is one of those mornings when you reluctantly go inside to work. Leaving this perfect morning behind with longing.
