It is a warm, sultry night. It must be ninety degrees, still.
Our cane rat (Bodie) has been jumping around like a wild thing. He is actually a schnauzer but looks suspiciously like some kind of rodent after his hair cut.
I have been thinking about the beach, again. Even though I was there for a week. I sit at my computer and I see my copper bowl of antique metal floats out of the corner of my eye, (the picture to the left) and it reminds me of the ocean.
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