Fresh Air

the Purity of natural Air that intercepts the Cold of Winter but wait a Minute it's still Winter but at a differentr climate&scene as if a Movie Camera were rolling&the action took on another meaning so we glance&while the Morning has a cool feel&fingers are a bit numb the afternoon brings pure joy as the Sun smiles as if it was 32 full teeth of Gold nothing like allowing that rich texture of breeze touch upon your soul&Mind that is the moment of the year where you can touch the clouds that are dancing Blue above you&feel a warmth that relaxes you