Greetings from Spockgirl Musings, where logic rules, but the frailties of
human nature, genetic inadequacies and hormonal imbalances wreak havoc.

Friday, July 27, 2012


Strange that right after writing that, a gust of wind roared past my window. Just one ... and then it was gone. A storm is coming.


DaveO said...

That would be nice. Sit out on the porch with a few iced teas from Long Island, and enjoy the storm :)

Spockgirl said...

Funny thing... the storm never manifested. Very unpredictable weather patterns here. Ah... I like being IN the storm, unless it is close to the point of lifting me off the ground, but I'm just as fine sitting inside watching the dance and listening to the music.