clementine rind shifts me from
winter to summer.
Sure, a nice vacation in a tropic destination would suit me mighty fine right now. Lacking the funds to partake of such a diversion, I'm left to other devices to trick me into believing it's really not the doldrums of winter all around me.
What's under the skin of the One Single Impression poets this week? Do find out.
[Photo courtesy of Sun Pacific, distributors of my favorite cuties. And, no, I'm not a paid hack for them.]