Sunday, August 11
Another warm and humid, dog day of summer. A day I wouldn’t consign a dog to being outside. Miserable days and nights to be outside… though, I recall a summer
Continue readingAnother warm and humid, dog day of summer. A day I wouldn’t consign a dog to being outside. Miserable days and nights to be outside… though, I recall a summer
Continue readingAnother hot and humid start to a summer day. This is why high summer is my least favorite season of the year. Even though the world is green and full
Continue readingThe dog days of summer are dragging… and dragging me down. It’s the bottom of the seventh hour and already 80º out here on the back porch. And the air
Continue readingIt’s already too hot to enjoy even a cup of coffee on the back porch… so here’s the view and I’m heading inside.
Continue readingThe humidity is so thick this morning you can see it in the air. It’s more of a haziness than actual fog though. Traffic is moving loudly on the bypass.
Continue readingDiamonds sparkle on the grass as the sun clears a cloud… then fade to dewdrops as the cloud reclaims the sun. My crazy kumquat tree is covered with big green
Continue readingI’ve been watching the traffic in town go from bad to worse in the last couple of weeks. Do you think it’s a coincidence that all of the local governments
Continue readingAnother quiet morning on the back porch. Still, damp… dew on the ground. Even the birds are mostly quiet. The coffee was still dripping when I came out… so I’m
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