Another glorious day in beautiful Whitmore Lake as the sun sinks low enough so that our home casts a shadow onto our neighbours to the east.
Worked a short day to-day and took my sweetie to the airport for an extended weekend with her son and his family at the Francis E Warren Air Force Base in Cheyenne WY (where, by the way, the Winter storm warning expired at 6:00 this evening, while it's 80 here!)
Stopped at mom and dad's just up the road from Detroit Metropolitan Airport and enjoyed an afternoon chat on the deck with a beautiful breeze keeping us cool. Mom fed us and I was on my way west out 96 to 14 to 23 and if you add those, you get 133, which is no special number in particular.
So I am listening to the forecast for spring storm Achilles on The Weather Channel as I type in front of our high-powered fan, recently recovered from the storage shed from underneath the lawn mower, big brown tarp, and several 2 x 4s.
Holy God, we praise thy Name;
Lord of all, we bow before thee!
All on earth thy scepter claim,
all in heaven above adore thee;
infinite thy vast domain,
everlasting is thy reign.
Yes, amen, yes