I saw George Terbovich yesterday and he said, “Aren’t we having the prettiest spring?”
Well, no. No, we’re not. In fact, it has rained four days out of five, but when I mentioned this he said, “Oh, I know, but everything is so green! It’s so good for the flowers. It’s just beautiful.”
Perhaps his sunny disposition will rub off. Until then I will find my sunshine inside his shop which has donned a spring frock.