26 September 2013
Water Water, Missoula, Montana
Water, water, everywhere, and not a drop to drink….”
Someone complained today about the unrelenting rain. Possibly someone who fretted until last week about the ubiquitous forest fire smoke - which, thanks to the rain, is now fully cleared away.
So, I said, "Quit your whining and be thankful you’re not still sucking ashes."
KIDDING! In loving memory of my gracious mother, I defaulted to polite, and merely mentioned the silver lining of no more smoke.
But he stuck to his story.
So, what to say next? Nothing. Whiners gonna whine. And I have things to do.