July 25, 2010
Today's weather promises to be more of the same. It's been raining this morning. The clouds float down and play and swirl around the mountains the way a flirtatious skirt swishes around the long legs of a woman dancing and wearing high heels. The big Gardener in the sky is predicted to water Anchorage all week. Good week to read a book. Tonight I'm supposed to go to dinner with my elderly friend. We'll decide later today where we will go this Sunday evening. I wouldn't be surprised if it snows before I leave on September 30. I hope not.