Today is going to be a rainy day. Still warm muggy and grey as grey can be morning skies. Today I need to make a mad dash, timing it perfectly of course, to the post office box. Could be worse and I wouldn't be dashing at all, it could be Winter. Well it looks like today is going to be another great day to stay inside and do Spring cleaning and organizing in my studio. A thought keeps popping in my mind every once in awhile lately and that is to write about growing up a blonde. I don't know why I am being urged by my inner self to write about this so I just keep putting it off. Do you ever get thoughts like this not troubling thoughts just persistent?