Pragmatist
Pragmatist

The storm has passed. I don't know how much rain was dumped here; have to wait for the paper tomorrow. The winds were supposed to be super-gusty, but when I went out briefly this afternoon there was hardly any wind at all. Some drippy stuff, but not bad.

But my knees are screaming at me.  When my joints hurt, that usually signals a change in the weather.  I've had enough wet and gloom; let the sunshine in for a few days. Let us dry out a bit before the next onslaught.

Had a brief chat with Megan tonight. Even she would like a little dry weather once in awhile. And this is the one who moved to Washington because of their moist weather.

I don't have anything to say. Nothing worth exercising my fingers here.  So............


Goodnight and Bless