It's drip dropping outside
That's how my child describes the yesterday and today's weather. It's what I thought of yesterday afternoon's reading at Malaprop's Bookstore. The author wasn't really a downpour but neither a sunny day. So I headed to the Downtown Books & News for a few minutes of book perusal. The smell of old, used books, the in-store music playing a bluegrass version of "There's Power in the Blood" and the damp weather seemed to agree with the purchase of a Ted Kooser book I've never read.
And now I feel homeless in the blizzard of 1888.