When I am old.
On a day like today when, instead of April showers we have snow flurries, and it is all too easy for our spirits to plummet, it’s best to lighten the mood.
So I decided today was the perfect day to share a poem I happen to love, not for its sophistication or deeper meanings, but just because it brings a smile, especially when read aloud by Helena Bonham Carter. Such a charming bit of writing. It also perfectly reflects how I want to be when I am an old lady. Is it weird that I already want to belong to the Red Hat Society? Oh well.