It's been too long since I last wrote you. The end of summer often does that. There is so much to do outside. Especially in a drought.
I gave up on the flowers. Most are nestled in and the new things I planted in the spring are doing well. It is been one parched summer. Spring brought a fair amount of rain. Maybe too much. The rivers and creeks were swollen with water climbing the banks. Run off is a total waste.
Fall came quickly. The heat has not lessened too much. This morning is quite nice. A gentle breeze which seems to be building. The chimes are sounding and the birds are squawking. Something is in the air. Could it be another earthquake?
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