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The Gray Lady


The Gray Lady stands with a foot on each side of the river, ringed with enhanced lakes.  Even in summer, the rains come down--water seeking water--to wash their way to New Orleans.  

We are opposed to climate change, here, in the Twin Cities.  We do not favor murderous thunderstorms and tornadoes.  We do not need days such as we are being promised for this weekend, nearly a hundred degrees, with a dew point up into the eighties.  We do not even favor these in-between, gray days, when everything loses its precision and clarity, and muddles off into fuzziness and blahs.  

But we cope.  At least we do not have a dry heat.  When it warms up here, small rivers run down our backbones--water seeking water--on their way to New Orleans.

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  1. Også her har det vært "mye" vær i perioder. I midten av juni flømmet halve Gudbrandsdalen over og hus og biler og campingvogner og mye annet forsvant i Lågen. Juni var den mest nedbørsrike måneden siden målinger startet for over 100 år siden! Nå er det mer normalt; sol og regn om hverandre.
    Vi drar til Hvaler i morgen, - der er det alltid fint vær!
    God sommer!

    Hilsen Per B

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  2. Oh, I forgot to tell: Magnus has decided to be a sailor. He is through his first year at the University College of Vestfold studying Nautic. In two years he'll have his bachelor, and after x months of practice he'll have his sertificate. This summer he is working as a deck boy (?) at the ferry at Hvaler.
    I can see from yor nice pictures that Mari is a decks girl!
    Hilsen Per B

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  3. Mari is an "aft deck" hand, only. I need Magnus to man the foredeck.

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