* Nipping into Cranford again, always an enjoyable trip. I appreciate Gaskell much more than Austen.
* Late summer has truly arrived. Gardens are crunchy with drought. I can taste the smoke filled air when I go outside. I like campfires so this is not a hardship for me and it seems the beginnings of the fire at higher elevation gave animal owners enough time to move their livestock. "To hell with the house! Let's get the horses and llamas out of here!" has been heard.
* I moved a lime green bench to another location in the back. Now it peeps out through the lilac bushes. At this time of year my organization of the back depends on how I think something will look in the snow.
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