The morrow is supposed to bring a snow storm in Seattle, which may prove difficult driving on that winding steep driveway that leads to my house.
The cats did not take well to the brilliant flash that washed across the entire living room. The subsequent thunderous boom that shook the house and rattled the windows proved too much for them, as I watch them go *between* to reappear downstairs in the bedroom closet.
Tomorrow is probably not a great day to ride the bike.