There were some promising cloud formations off to the west yesterday afternoon.
I was hoping for a gorgeous sunset, but by then these clouds had drifted on. But even without sunset colors, they were clouds worth a second glance.
This morning I went for my annual checkup, and heard in the waiting room that my PA Janet was running an hour late. I sighed and picked up a magazine. It was a travel magazine, with some great color shots of Africa. I glanced at the cover . . . 1993. I looked again. No mistake. That magazine was 21 years old. It was probably older than some of the patients. I know that waiting room periodicals are proverbial, but that’s ridiculous.
Ah, well; Janice caught up, and I didn’t have to wait that long to get into the exam room. I seem to be in my usual good health, so I have no complaints.
But I think I’ll take them some magazines next time. Newer than 1993, at least.