I emerged from the subway with all the other lemmings, grumbling and rolling my eyes at the people having difficulty with the turnstile exit. It sure and truly was a Monday morning. Most everyone was waiting just inside the doors for the light to turn green. A clearer sign that it was bitterly cold outside probably doesn’t exist.
For me, though, I suddenly felt a little skip in my step. The sun was out. I wasn’t going to walk the construction filled blocks to work in the dark. When had this happened? Obviously my vacation was well timed. I had left a world where work started in the dark and came back to one where sunshine was the norm.
I was also heartened to see one of the people I often see walking their dog trundling along the sidewalk. It wasn’t just the familiarity of it. I was glad to see the dog had had the good sense to bundle up and wear a coat as well. Probably could have used a scarf.