My toes are cold! Socks, please. Forget the flip-flops, we're back to cool-weather wear! YUCK.
It's been a while since I did any writing besides PhD research and tutorials. W and I just got from a week in Springfield, MO, where it was a pleasant 85-95 with high humidity every day. Love it love it love it. I sat on the porch overlooking the lake at J and C's cabin, studying and writing in the warmth. Basking. What a great memory. Thanks, you guys!
We got in last night at 2,30am, too tired to notice anything but the dark. For this morning's walk, I pulled a light coat and a head band on over an undershirt and t-shirt. The sky's overcast heralds a wet or perhaps just gloomy day.
Some people say they love this climate. They swear they really do. I know them, and they are not liars. But it staggers the mind, to think that grey and cool qualify for "Love it!" anywhere but on the hide of a sea lion or the flank of a mountain.
I enjoy the green, tall trees. I love the 3 weeks of summer (when we usually are elsewhere, traveling). I really enjoy our house and the quiet woods on our property. And I love being near family.
This morning, that's just enough to keep me from fleeing Seattle. Thanks be to God.
*Seek the LORD while He may be found, call upon Him while He is near. Let the wicked forsake his way, and the unrighteous man his thoughts; let him return to the LORD, and He will have mercy on him; and to our God, for He will abundantly pardon.
“For My thoughts are not your thoughts, nor are your ways My ways,” says the LORD. “For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are My ways higher than your ways, and My thoughts than your thoughts.
"For as the rain comes down, and the snow from heaven, and do not return there, But water the earth, and make it bring forth and bud, that it may give seed to the sower and bread to the eater, so shall My word be that goes forth from My mouth; it shall not return to Me void, but it shall accomplish what I please, and it shall prosper in the thing for which I sent it. For you shall go out with joy, and be led out with peace; the mountains and the hills shall break forth into singing before you, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands." Isaiah 55:6-12 NKJV