The heat, a late afternoon wind, with a spark - I'm guessing fireworks, combined to create a fire up in the foothills. The Very Close to the City Foothills. Right above where I work. First fire this year, but given how green it is up there, it won't be the last. Lots of fuel. Lots of idiots with fireworks that they can use until Pioneer Day on the 24th of July here.
Slept in, got stuff done, went for a walk.
And we still have another day off!
Oh, look, I must be overjoyed, I used an exclamation point.
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We have the same fire problem here.
You go so fast from one weather extreme to another!
Hmm. the "word" is hydrist....thinking of water?!
Finally, the limes got together to take their revenge! (note exclamation point)
For what its worth, Happy Independence Day.
RR,
Well, I do generally eschew that punctuation mark.
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At least we have plenty of water to put out the fire.
Rou,
Pity the poor limes.
Phil,
Not much, actually. But, um, thanks anyway.
Moby's facial expression, especially the eyes, tickle the heck out of me. What a cat!
word is blogirie - a gyrating blog, maybe? Blog diary?
Crow,
He is a great comfort & joy.
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