Tuesday, April 24, 2012


It was autumn in Africa, marked more by intermittent rain than cool temps, but the flowers were past their prime, and the grapes had already been harvested.  So I kept thinking about spring in the US, even on the west coast where the transition is subtler, flowers and trees still burst with color.  I returned craving  blue skies, warm breezes and blossoms.  Instead it's been gray, cool and drizzling since I landed at LAX Saturday night.  Jet lag is harder to shake when the world outside my window is a monotonous shade of gloom.  Thankfully, I'm getting through the days without feeling like a narcoleptic.  I brazenly had a full schedule today and made plans tonight, but all I can think about is sleep!

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