But I am having fond memories of it already. So I thought I would post the only picture I took. It amazes me that with no rain at all flowers still happen. We have been extraordinarily hot, unusually cool and are back to our normal hot, humid occassional slight thundershower. Here at Petey’s place we have had very little rain. But the Johnson grass still grows, and grows and grows.
There is a sense of calm in my life. Both Fritz and Chrissy are home again. It is 53 degrees today in San Francisco. I yearn to be there. I will break out the weed whacker shortly and attempt to tame the Johnson grass.
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