Tuesday, February 26, 2008

There Will Be Ice

Last night I had dinner in Long Beach, where I live. That was nice. I was in Long Beach one night last week for dinner too.

This morning I got up and drove to meet my cousin, and we jumped on a plane and went somewhere colder.

Piet Mondrian

The clouds drifted slowly across the Plains in loose ranks like herds of buffalo grazing.

Transistors on a circuit board

Our flight connected through O’Hare.

This was as close as we got to seeing Chicago.

For those keeping score at home, here’s the current weather outlook.

(Latest word as I type this: Tomorrow’s high will be 18°F.)

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