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Dreab Days
If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome. ~ Anne Bradstreet
The Amish summed up in one word the description for grey, drizzly, dreary days. Their word is “dreab.” Doesn’t that just about say it right?
I don’t do well with too many dreab days in a row, which is what we are having in Western Massachusetts. Does anyone have any suggestions with how to make our own sunshine when the sun we crave is hidden behind an impenetrable bank of grey clouds? I’d love any suggestions you have!
Wishing everyone a good weekend, and Happy Spring, should she care to show her face in your area. She seems to be hiding from us this last week.
Cheers!
Saloma
The Amish summed up in one word the description for grey, drizzly, dreary days. Their word is “dreab.” Doesn’t that just about say it right?
I don’t do well with too many dreab days in a row, which is what we are having in Western Massachusetts. Does anyone have any suggestions with how to make our own sunshine when the sun we crave is hidden behind an impenetrable bank of grey clouds? I’d love any suggestions you have!
Wishing everyone a good weekend, and Happy Spring, should she care to show her face in your area. She seems to be hiding from us this last week.
Cheers!
Saloma
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