Maybe it's due to the dreary weather - the days have been seeming pretty odd lately, like they are moving either too slowly or too quickly. I can't seem to put my finger on it. Is it just that I am anticipating Spring? But for what? I don't have big plans. Maybe I am antsy because I don't have anything planned?
Today we walked by the Rose Garden again, on the way to the Farmer's market.
We walked past Cherry blossoms, abandoned buildings, and old movie theaters.
I decided just to throw on something warm and comfortable for our walk, old shirt from the Gap, old skirt from Anthropologie, my Mirror/Dash coat and black brogues.
I love the Grand theater on Saturdays because they play the Wurlitzer before the Matinee shows- I just wish they were showing some old black and white films.
Don't you just love old theaters?