And yet it's wet
Good gawdamighty. How much more of this can we endure? But then after a hideous morning, things changed. The afternoon skies opened up, and sunlight poured down "like butterscotch, and stuck to all our senses", to quote Ms. Mitchell. We all got walking, and later, weeding. Tried to soak it up as it will be gone in a whisk.
posted by isabelita at 11:28 AM
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This is the winter that will not end. Here we are less than three weeks from the sun's retreat south, and we're expecting rain tomorrow and Friday. It's unbelievable.
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