Red sky at night, sailor’s delight. The sky was rosy pink as I drove down the Thruway just after dusk. That should means that tomorrow will be a nice day.
A halo around a full moon, which there was tonight, is supposed to mean that bad weather will follow.
Just more conflicting premises in a world full of them these days. There’s proof that there’s global warming. There’s no proof that there’s global warming. We are in danger from terrorists. We are safe from terrorists.
What is there to do but take one day at a time, prepare for the worst and hope for the best.
I had a lovely lunch today in Albany with a friend from college. He and I were not really friends back then, but we became such since. It was nice to get away for the day.
And the drive back, despite the conflicting sky, was not bad at all. New non-reflective eyeglass lenses do, indeed, help.