If you said, "A line from the song Windy, by the Association, 1967," you get 15 bonus points. If you said, "Another weather report?" you are right, but no bonus points. A rare windy day here, with winds ESE @ 16 gusting to 30. That makes for a lot of dirt in the air - the sunrise this morning wasn't particularly colorful, thanks to the blowing dirt...
Shot with my phone. Which meant I was the one who got to take Murphy outside first thing this morning. First time in a couple days. That's because I was up and Joan seems to be coming down with the same thing I have.
We were supposed to go to a ballgame this afternoon, between the Firefighters and the Texas Tailgaters - two teams in the Savannah Bananas Banana Ball League. Steph got tickets for us - we let her know two days ago that I wasn't going to be feeling up to it... a really wise decision, considering the blowing dirt and the fact that I still feel like crap.
I did, however, get out of the house for a very short outing. Joan was feeling like In & Out Burger for lunch, so I made a run to get it. I know - life in the fast lane. Well, the drive-up lane. That was it - neither of us felt up to much else.
On the bright side: kitties...
They are a definite bright spot.
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Sorry you are feeling poorly, but glad that the kitties provide some adorable comfort. Medicinal felines?
We played at a flute club recital this afternoon. After several small groups played classical music (nicely) we got up and did a guitar / bass flute duet of "Nights In White Satin" and "Girl from Ipanema". It was well received. My voice had fully recovered from the recent cold and croakiness. Then we got home and took a bike ride around the neighborhood in 72° degree cloudy weather.
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