Today I take a walk in the city. Spring bulbs are starting to sprout green. Crocuses are blooming. It may be a false prelude to spring because there is often cold weather and even snow in Denver through March and April. But, today the sun is shining, and it's warm enough for shirtsleeves. I go to the eyeglass store to look at frames. I have a love/hate relationship with shopping for new glasses. I think of the possible new look(s) that may evolve from my (hopefully prudent) choice. However, without my actual prescription lenses in the frames, I can barely discern myself in the mirror. The young, hip woman assures me that this or that one looks chic. However, I notice (with my old glasses on) that she may have an entirely different esthetic than I do. (Not to mention, she'd like to sell me something...) So, I tell her to write down two of the frames as "maybe's" and I'll come back with someone whom I trust will tell me how they actually look on me. My husband maybe? Or, perhaps better yet a girlfriend. It's fun to imagine changes that this warmer weather might inspire. Perhaps I'll reinvent myself!