On time

Winter still holds us in its icy grip, despite the passing spring equinox. Meteorologist are predicting warmer weather soon.
I am here... the result of the cycles and sequences of events in which my ancestors participated, fashioned also by individual transformations.

Apropos fashioned: Today I wore the same outdoor clothing as I have for the past hundred days: a crocheted woolen scullcap decorated with hundreds of pink pearls, a loosely handknit mohair shawl, rustbrown leather gloves, and a dark blue duffel coat with toggle buttons made of reindeer horn...in case you fail to recognize me by my face.

Please excuse me for my computer illiteracy, or lack of etiquette.
Blogging out now before it gets too late.