One thing that I have learned during my long life is that everything is relative. North Carolina winters are mild. Although the higher elevations have more cold and snow, they still have periods of milder weather every winter. Even so, when the temperatures are 20-30 degrees below normal for the season, people complain of cold. In the coffee shop, in the drugstore, in the grocery store everyone talks about how cold it is.
Yesterday the weather reporter on an Asheville television station reported that it was "bitter" cold that morning (it was 22), and that even at noon the winds made the cold "brutal." (The temperature at noon was 37 with 3-4mph winds.) We moved from WI seven years ago, but I still remember what "bitter cold" and "brutal winds" are. When I told our WI daughter, she did not think it humorous at all. She works in downtown Milwaukee where the tall buildings create wind tunnels to make the weather even worse.
Fortunately the Golden Girls love the cooler weather and are quite frisky playing outdoors. And they also want to play indoors at times.
Lucy pleaded with me to get down on the floor to play.
I did and threw several tennis balls for her.
She gathered three of them close to her to tell me playtime was over.
Most of their hours are spent like this.
This weekend marks the beginning of Holy Week for Christians. It appears the new Pope is walking the walk. Rather than holding the Holy Thursday service at St. Peter's Basilica, Pope Francis will do the service in Casal Del Marmo, a youth prison in Rome. There he will wash and kiss the feet of twelve of the young offenders in the manner in which Jesus washed the feet of the disciples in humility.
And on Monday at sundown Jews will observe the beginning of Passover. It seems fitting then, that our quotes this week are Jewish proverbs:
A bird you set free may be caught again, but a word that escapes your lips will not return.
When you have no choice, mobilize the spirit of courage.
A half-truth is a lie.
Don't sell the sun to buy a candle.
People are like grasses in the field: some blossom, some wither.
Pride is the mask of one's own faults.
Whatever you will be doing and whatever your weather,
HAVE A MOST WONDERFUL WEEKEND, EVERYONE!!!