In Tuscon, where at the moment it is 72 degrees, whereas at home at the moment it is 33 degrees. T.-my-boss thinks it would be wonderful to go somewhere warm; but I gotta say, I moved to PA on purpose, left the sunbelt deserts on purpose, and could care less about being above, say, 65 degrees ever again.
My ma says, "It's a pretty day," as she has had occasion to do several hundred times a year for the last five decades. She too is living where she is on purpose. :-)
Murky weather on the flight to Seattle, murky weather heading south from SeaTac. Not much of a good look at anything until we were trailing along south just off the coast of Big Sur. Looked for gray whales, but from that height even boats were little, alas.
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