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Heading west |
It's another glorious day in southern California. I hesitate to write it because I know the majority of you are out there sweltering and it might sound all smug. But I didn't have any part of this weather, this glorious seventy in the morning and sixty put on a sweatshirt evening sleep with the windows open and no ac all day. I am grateful for it, every single day. On bad days, it saves me.
So come on out, ya'll. You can stay with us for free.
I am sorely tempted to hook up the team and head west. It has been raining all morning but, instead of cooling off, it has just gotten steamy. Thanks for the invitation!!
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Bonnie
We have finally gotten "summer" here in Washington state, too. It's a glorious, cloudless sky with the kids playing in the sprinkler and iced tea in the fridge. I'm feeling mighty blessed and lucky right now!
ReplyDelete73 degrees on Cape Cod...I have no complaints either...enjoy, I'm sure it won't last
ReplyDeleteGet ready. I'm packing. I won't be coming by covered wagon, though.
ReplyDeletepacking my bags...
ReplyDeleteGit along, little dogies. There'll be cute lil' cupcakes, too, I'm a thinkin'.
ReplyDeletei'm so glad it's saving you on those rough days; it's hot here, but michelle's new sanctuary has a pool, so i say hot schmot! xo
ReplyDeleteI've got myself a couple of driving horses and a cart. But I didn't need to leave home today, although it was not quite as nice as there, it was definitely better than it has been. Take the good you have and enjoy it. I know how to hook up a hitch and drive it. If I need to I may be lumbering on to your way. I'll call you.
ReplyDeleteI hate the heat. I am an Autumn girl. I love sweater weather.
ReplyDeleteit's been 101 here for the last 3 days. Like Adrienne says thank god for the pool!
ReplyDeletexoxoxo
I know what you mean, the weather - temperature, light, colors - affects me deeply. That's why I don't particularly like visiting my US in-laws, they live near Seattle :)
ReplyDeleteIt was beautiful up here in the bay area this weekend, as well, except I don't have yummy cakes in my house!
ReplyDeleteHurrumph! My family (also in CA) seem to be mocking me with their casual mention of morning coffee on the deck in SWEATERS. Cruelty, defined.
ReplyDeleteElizabeth, the line I quoted in that sunset post is from this poem by William Carlos Williams (and it seems appropriate, somehow, to your enviable weather) :
ReplyDeleteThe Botticellian Trees
The alphabet of
the trees
is fading in the
song of the leaves
the crossing
bars of the thin
letters that spelled
winter
and the cold
have been illumined
with
pointed green
by the rain and sun --
The strict simple
principles of
straight branches
are being modified
by pinched-out
ifs of color, devout
conditions
the smiles of love --
. . . .
until the stript
sentences
move as a woman's
limbs under cloth
and praise from secrecy
quick with desire
love's ascendancy
in summer --
In summer the song
sings itself
above the muffled words --
-- William Carlos Williams
I'll hitch up the horses now...
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