Yesterday was supposed to be the last warm summer day (according to  Accuweather), so I planned accordingly.  I would spend all afternoon soaking up the sun at the dock.  Summer is too short, winter is too long, and I’ve decided I could be one of those people who gets depressed without lots of sunshine.

I may have to buy one of those lights people wear on their heads to counteract SADD (Seasonal Affective Disorder) this fall.

So for medical reasons–ha!– I spent four hours napping and reading on the dock yesterday.  By 6 PM I felt like a new woman!

So when you have stopped laughing (because I’m half serious here, folks), you can look at my pictures of clouds.  The photos don’t do them justice, but they were incredible, Sistine- Chapel-kind-of-clouds, the majestic sort of clouds that make you long for a smidgeon of artistic talent so you might paint them.

Here’s my favorite July cloud:

I think I’ll get my guitar and sing a Joni Mitchell song now.  You know the one.