Did I ever mention that the name of this blog was, at least in my own mind, a play on the words the way I SEE it? (Also SEW, of course, which happens now and again.)
Case in point re the way I see it:
My little flower bed in winter has two dried up lily branches on one end. But to me, they could be—dunh-dunh-dunh—two skeletal arms reaching out of the frozen ground!
Do you see them? The frazzled arms and gnarly finger bones stretching toward the sky?
Here, maybe this will help:
Reaching for what, though? Certainly not the warmth of the sun. It's undoubtedly cozier under the snow blanket than the air temperature of minus whatever it is.
Oh, I bet I know...
[Disclaimer: The author hereby acknowledges the possibility that she may be suffering from cabin fever, the side effects of which may include hallucinations, delusions of artistic ability, bouts of sewing-related euphoria, inappropriate snorting laughter, and general silliness...]