Ditto

Good Morning. 6:30am, and it's Groundhog Day (as in the Bill Murry movie); it's also the first day of summer.

It is not raining yet, but it reminds me of when I was in Ireland with Jon and Steve and we seemed to be endlessly stuck in clouds and rain, the morning conversation would go like this (each phrase was spoken daily, by each person, multiple times per day for ten days): (upon waking one of us would unzip the tent flap, stick their head out and survey the day) "How's it look out there?" "I think it looks brighter, we might be OK. (momentary optimism)" "yeah, OK. (reality strikes)" Then it would rain as usual, though the precipitation was blissfully punctuated by multiple stops for Cake, Butter and plenty of beer. Rarely noticed the rain in the afternoons, though the conversation repeated from pub doorways, or sheep barns, or from under eves or awnings.

Anyhow, it is looking brighter outside. And, I am sure that by the time we get to Kansas that we'll all be remembering the cool. wet, rainy and overcast days with heartfelt romance, wishing that we'd have some shade.

We have somewhere around 70 miles to go today. Happy Father's Day!