Faded glory

The fog came back -- at night, rolling down our little street and giving it the flavor of a tropical London -- but daytimes have been clear as a crystal bell.

And with a snappy breeze from the south, we're back to Paradise.

I was watching the balinese flags taking their dance rhythms from the southeast, south, southwest when it struck me: When Gene and Jerry gave us this pennant at the end of October, it was a bright vertical rainbow.

Sun power.