Rain and a memory

A cloudy, humid, walk this morning, but at least it wasn't raining and I didn't have to take my umbrella with me. I walked my connect the path route and saw very few people out along the paths. I saw LOTS of rabbits. I didn't see them, but I heard two owls talking to each other from different sides of the path.
Someone stopped at one of the crosswalks to let me cross. This seems to be happening more and more lately which is nice. I've noticed that when some one does stop it is more likely to be a man.
I walked my usual 6 miles.
Found a nickel.

Sun was forecast today after a few morning clouds so I chose to believe the weatherman and hung a load of clothes outside on the line before leaving for the Tuesday Morning knitting group. The knit group also believed the weatherman so we met outside in the courtyard of the mall. All was fine for a while and it even looked like the sun was going to come out. Then it clouded up again and rained. It was 11:30 and almost time to leave anyway so I left to come home. Some of the others stayed under the umbrellas. My nice clean car got dirty and I came home to a line of soaking wet clothes.
Things improved though because the sun eventually did make an appearance every once in awhile and my clothes are drying on the line now. :-)

I finished reading The Cat Who Wasn't There by Lilian Jackson Brown. It is book number 15 in the series and another enjoyable easy read. Quill joins a group from Pickax and goes on a tour in Scotland.
At one point in the book someone makes a toast which goes, "Lang may your lums reek." This made me smile and brought back a Scottish memory for me. We were on the base and a Scottish singing group ( can't recall their name right now) came to the club to perform and we all really enjoyed them. A lot of us bought their album there that night and stood in line to have it autographed. They wrote the usual good luck, best wishes on the albums for people, but on mine the guy wrote, "To Karen, Lang may your lums reek. I asked him what it meant and he told me, "Long may your chimneys smoke." I always thought it cool that he wrote that on my album! :-)

That's about it for the day so far. I'll probably just do my usual stuff around the house. Nothing exciting but nice!

Hope you are having a happy Tuesday.
Happyone :-)

When you finally go back to your old hometown,
you find it wasn't the old home you missed but your childhood.
~Sam Ewing