Overcast

Thursday's weather was a little strange.  As best I could tell the forecast did not include rain, yet all signs pointed in that direction.

(I say "as best I could tell" because I never listen to, watch or read forecasts. So what am I talking about when I say the weather was strange? Why did I assume it was supposed to be sunny?  Did I see it in tea leaves? What made me so certain it wasn't supposed to storm?)

In spite of what I read in the tea leaves what I thought the weather should be, the wind was strong, the tide was unusually high, the temperatures were cool, and the clouds were foreboding.

Sort of like a nor'easter--minus the rain and flooding.

After a 5 1/2 mile jog that began and ended at Salem United Methodist Church, I took a drive down to Aarons Beach.

As I type this Thursday evening, I've just returned from lighting a bonfire in the back yard. The wind is steady and the temperature continues to drop, so I turned off the A/C and opened up the windows. As a result the entire house now reeks of campfire smoke The subtle smell of the fire is in my hair the air. Life is good.

Hope you have a great weekend.

Happy Father's Day.