Beneath the Wraps

I was in a science class the other day where the students had gone outdoors to collect one of three tubes that would measure the precipitation. They were to record their findings, use barometers, study the clouds, etc. The tubes showed 0 precipitation. It had been foggy that morning. I remember when the school bus would pass our house the last two years I would look out my window and see clouds surrounding the hills across the way but they surround us now and it is often too foggy to see what's behind my neighbors houses. I had to drive in that fog.   I followed a truck for as far as I was able It got off the same exit, but did not go in the same direction.   I was left on my own Why is it that there isn't any moisture in these clouds?   in this fog?   Is there inversion mixed in with the clouds.   It does lift eventually unlike big city smog that never lifts always linger. The fog has been ...

           October is normally my favorite month, all the fall leaves and crisp air.   Facebook memories indicate that there has often been a sickness within the family.   It doesn't last as long as what I've seemed to experience this year.   It was bad enough before we set our clocks to standard.   Setting the clocks back seemed to say to the sun, "you have permission to take a long nap.   Perhaps you can make an appearance every now and then - just so we know you're up there."           The air has been so dry.   It's horrible.   I came to Oregon for moisture.   The fog hasn't seemed to carry much moisture to it this year nor has it rained often.   We're not currently hooked up to natural gas, and thus the only source of heating we have had has been electrical and feels drier than the gas somehow.   At least my lungs and throat believe they are.   ...

         The roots of my hair are white like they were when I was one.   My last dye job was a brown or red.   The white is more noticeable against the dark color.         I am sick of my hair.   Sick of changing the color.   Sick of putting it up.   Sick of the weight of it on my scalp.   I told Roland that I need it cut.   We cannot afford the expense right now.           He tells me to cut my own hair.   What?!?!?   I can't see the back of my head.   How am I supposed to make it even?         I've been cutting his hair for the last six months.   I don't think I've done a good job.   As I look at myself in the mirror, I wonder.   What if I cut my pigtails off?   How would that work?         I take the scissor...