Long and Winding Road

Well, the rain finally stopped. And just when I was thinking how nice it would be if it got cold enough to snow... on the coast. Right. It's more likely that the fires of hell are melting the snowballs long before they get even close. Those are the chances of it snowing here. Regardless, the sun is taking the opportunity to warm everything while it can. In particular, wooden railings seem to be smoking as they dry out. Hopefully the wind that is pushing the clouds away will be sufficient to push around a sailboat on the weekend. Otherwise, I don't know what else to do with the extra day off. I suppose I could always drop in on a party. Someone is always throwing a party somewhere around here. It is Santa Barbara, after all. The upstanding school of Nobel-prize-winning professors and similarly bright students - just kidding.