O I am sure I have lots of breath. But this morning to see it in the cold air!! No, it didn't look quite like this: it's Kiota's pic out her window of her flight over Idaho.

Surely did not see my breath in the deserts of Israel, let me tell you.

I pumped out a couple more energetic exhales to be sure.

There it was.

How things change: during the blizzards and other happinesses in Vermont I was muttering unrepeatable fire and brimstone about the breathclouds in front of me. Now I am ecstatic [small E lol.]

However, it was cold all day. Amsterdammers say it's Fall now. Amsterdam Fall comes from the North Sea / Atlantic / English Channel which are all verrrrrrrrry cold, I hear. And feel.

Sooooo I broke down and bought a scarf [all my winter stuff is far away in America.] YUMMMMM. Happy throat time.

Spend a wondrous day in Westerkirk and in a theatre museum, met Lara, did something special with Caylen, and sat outside in a cafe having lunch until I realized I was freezing. Not a good thing.

Nap now. Update later.