Soon as I get her a good brushing, I'll post her picture now.
Being mean to the little girl today. I have to pick up a kid at eight, so what's the point of going home first? I'll give her especial attention when I get there. And a treat tomorrow.
Our chances of getting any rain out of this front are rapidly slipping away. I should have sprinkled my seeds yesterday but now it's really late and I can't see to do it. The chance of rain was only 30%, but I was hopeful. Now I can only hope that none of the little lettuce and spinach are struggling through the dried crust; shriveling in the wind; drying into dust.
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