Somebody's Coming (Fluorescent Grey)

When we turned onto Coolbaugh today it was as if we entered the 7th ring of hell. The skies darkened and the wind gushed across the roadway. By the time I got home the trees were at a full tilt and Laura's attention was diverted from her feverish phone conversation to gawk at the skies. I love when the outside is this color. It's a fluorescent grey. I only see it here.



But somebody is coming. Dani & Vic, on their way from NJ for an evening of maximum relaxation, remaxalaxation if you will, before their long drive home. Summer ale is chilled. Glad the storm has passed. While we wait...