"Time in a Bottle" by Jim Croce
Pumpkins outside Safeway gave me a reality jolt yesterday. Despite the long stretch of warm, dry weather, fall is just around the corner. Tomorrow is the first day of school in Seattle, that is, if the teachers aren't on strike.
There is truly never enough time to do all the things we love with the people we love. Summer is short; winter stretches over many rainy, grey months in the Northwest.
Well, today we have another birthday boy in the family, and it will be a bit anti-climatic, since Christine won't be paying him a surprise visit. She wouldn't fit in our house anyway. For that matter, showgirls (other than drag queens) might be illegal in Seattle, where women are not just objects to be gawked at. We need to lighten up some in liberal-land. Ha! They know how to have a much better time in Las Vegas.
No showgirl, but a ravioli dinner tonight and strawberry tart. A busy day ahead, because I need to take advantage of this nice weather to whip the messy, weedy garden into some sort of shape for fall.
Here's some pictures Amanda sent from their hike in the North Cascades on Sunday. A place about as far from Vegas as you can get. We live in a miraculous world of contrasts.
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