Fretting about the rain

Still feeling out of sorts.

Went for a great bike ride- cruising round the streets. Little splashes of fall color in the trees. Warm, not hot, sunny day. Not a cloud in the sky. Found a hot dog stand with open air seating and I had a great time eating.

The guy in front of me was complaining- “I can’t believe that soon we’re going into the dark and cold and the rain. Look at today! How can you not believe that it will be sunny forever?”

Ah, thinks I, that is what is worrying me. Summer’s winding down and that means the gray is coming. And I hate gray. Sydney so spoiled me for sunshine and sun and beaches and all that WARM stuff. The Pacific Northwest is great for ducks and umbrella salesmen. Photon addicts like me barely make it through the winter.

Fuck it- time to head home and check out my collection of fleece.
Exit mumbling, glancing nervously skywards, “the sky is falling- tell everyone!”.

Spent the rest of the day fussing with Blogger and wikis and grade students.