Grey Sky’s Blue

As I was driving home today from Ick, under the cloudy sky, it began to rain. It’s done that a lot this year. And at times, I wonder, “Is it raining in space?” :-) But then I remembered something. I noticed this in 2005, when I was flying home from Florida. It was a beautiful, clear day but as the plane landed, we went through many layers of grey clouds. By the time we were on the runway, it was misting and the clouds were so low they nearly touched the ground. But above the clouds… I knew that the sky was still blue. It had some kind of effect upon me because when it’s nasty outside I often remember that experience. The sky is always blue above the clouds and the stars still shine even when you can’t see them.

:-)

The Pink Duck

Today when I went to Ick, it was raining (rather hard) and was very windy (I’d like to talk to whoever decided to build Ick on a river bluff) and was extremely cold. As I trek to the main building from my car (it’s a very long way), I’m wearing this pink raincoat with a hood and I’m thinking, “I look like a 5 foot three pink duck.” Then, I argue with myself, “Who cares what I look like? It’s pouring down rain and no one cares if I look like a pink duck!” Other side of my brain, “I do! I’ll just keep my head down and then no one will see my face.” But by the time I’m halfway to the building I’ve forgotten all about such things and am just trying to keep my hands from resembling icicles. So now you all know that I argue with myself sometimes and that when I use the hood on my raincoat I look like a pink duck.

:-)