Nothing 4 Nothing

Around 1 PM the sun was out and it was nearly 80 degrees, by 3 PM the weather was overcast, it thundered and rained. Not much excitement here...still waiting for N to show up. I have spent to much time looking at satellite views of streets on the internet, zooming in and out, snooping at neighboring houses seeing who has a pool etc. Saw Uncle A's ranch and you can count the pine trees in front. I found a poem for chapter 2 of my story, it is by Alexander Throckmorton:
"In youth my wings were strong and tireless,
But I did not know the mountains
In age I knew the mountains
But my weary wings could not follow my vision--
Genius is wisdom and youth"