Hanging low over the fields, we get little sprinkles in bursts over the newly ploughed land, calming the dust with the soft hands of water drops. Cool breezes chase each other every evening through the gnarled old trees. Summer shows signs of age, the sun running her abbreviated marathon across the sky.
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Beautiful. I can see it. Feel it. Smell it.
we had an amazingly (retina-splitting) hazy cool day after this one! they say september has the worst heat, but that's hard to imagine compared to August.
Well . . . sorry to disappoint, but I clearly remember Septembers being worse than August. Sigh. However, autumn was quite pleasant. I'm glad you had a respite from the heat, though. It's an amazing area of the state to live in - certainly good for ranching! Love you both.
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