'Tis a splendid day out there, all tempest past, the clouds gone. I wonder if the Bradshaws or Mazatzals got dusted... don't think it was cold enough. Thought for a moment to take a ride but need to do oil change. Frankly, I'm just fine where I am on my arse. But have to get moving soon.
The rain has got the ground charged. We need more. Where the sun is peeking over the eave on the northern exposue, oleanders beginning to bloom. What am I going to do? Stay here or get to Oregon?
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