I woke up early this morning and remembered a short shopping trip planned for today.
So I got dressed and drove out into a very grey morning.
Got to the grocery store and quickly piled stuff into my cart.
A Sunday New York Times and an Arizona Republic, a package of crammed-in grocery store croissants, and a bottle of vodka.
I can't help wondering what the checkout girl is thinking.
Light rain began on the way home.
