The rain is coming down steadily, now, and I think, it means some thick snow for the mountain. I should probably go put the cover on the windshield, but I doubt I’ll be going anywhere tomorrow. Sunday will be about the same as today, maybe. Tomorrow is anyone’s guess, but the barometer is dropping and Admiral Fitz is forming some beautiful crystals. Bad weather. And my back is killing me. Unngh.
Ugggh. I spent some time on the treadmill - time to get in shape for hiking - reading a book about John Talbot, 1st Earl of Shrewsbury, a key military leader in the Hundred Years’ War. You’re probably his relative.
Then I was going to take a shower, but the bathroom was occupied, so I do it after dropping James and Vlad off.