So it's around 7:00 this morning and the man on the radio says it's 70 degrees outside. I figure either I misheard him or he misspoke, so I open the door and sure enough a warm breeze wafts through my outstretched fingers which, even in freaky-wit-da-weather Rochester NY, is unsettling. Not to sound like a stressed-out choreographer but, um, it's November 16th people- winter will be here and are we ready? I don't think so!
Nothing to worry about, though. It was just a blip as by midnight tonight it will be 31 degrees with a mix of rain and snow.
How's a monk supposed to dress?
Um, just a guess, but I'm going to go out on a limb and say that Monk is supposed to wear a brown robe with a rope tied around the waist, with sandals on his feet, regardless of the weather.
But then, I was always the more literal one in the family...
Posted by: Beth at 21.11.05 15:03