I have an earache. I don’t think I’ve had an earache since I was two, and I remember that one quite well. That’s what happens when you take public transportation. You pick up all kinds of things. Including knowledge. Yesterday, the gentleman on the bus behind me talked non-stop on the phone for the 45-minute ride home, which I consider rather bad form. But he did say his wife works for NCAR (the National Center for Atmospheric Research) in Boulder, and that according to their model, the incredibly devastating floods that we had in a couple of months ago were the result of a tropical storm. Yes, we had a tropical storm at 10,000 feet. Who knew?


Estes Park, Colorado.

Quote of the day: “Difficult times have helped me to understand better than before how infinitely rich and beautiful life is in every way, and that so many things that one goes worrying about are of no importance whatsoever.” — Karen Blixen

Daily gratitudes:
Mr. Man
Watching Mary Poppins as a grown-up
My Santa Hat
Doing good deeds
Getting the Christmas tree to (almost) stand up straight by myself