Cozy

So, it's gray and rainy and about 50 degrees outside today. One of those days where you want to curl up with some hot tea, jazz music, and a good book. Or maybe my knitting. It makes me think that it's almost spring-time, but I know not to get my hopes up. After all, we haven't had the Saint Patrick's Day blizzard yet. (It always seems to snow here in the middle of March, even if there have been a couple of days in the 70's or even 80's in February.) Normally gray days make me sleepy and depressed. Why else would I live in the middle of the desert, the land of perpetual sunshine? But today, the gray-ness makes me feel oddly good. Quiet, serene, and somewhat introspective. In a word: Cozy.