In these parts?
True story. And, the thing about sunshine streaming through your windows on a January day is that it causes even the most occupied Michigander to stop and take notice.
Which, in turn, makes you thankful for the grey days, because without the grey, would the days filled with brightness be so glorious?
And, without the grey, would I have stopped to take notice of Elliott playing with his parachute on our sun-filled bed?
Here's to celebrating the grey for making the simple of pleasure of the sun a sight to stop for.