Thursday, July 26, 2007

lashings

I think this image just about says it all. This morning it rained so hard that I was fearful for my life. The sea is grey and melts into the sky. I am wondering about my bushel of laundry on the line and about dear DWS who is about to arrive on a plane from rainy England for a lovely sunny weekend on the Oslo fjord. Maybe we just crack open the aquavit early.

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