The dark mutterings of a former mild-mannered reporter for a large metropolitan daily newspaper, now living in obscurity in central Indiana.
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Just right...
Unlike my son in blistering Las Vegas or our snowbound friends in Alama, Colo., we're enjoying perfect weather here in northeast Arkansas.
We had the outdoor fireplace going this evening while Maria sat on the porch and read by the light from the kitchen.
The temperature is a delightful 70 degrees.
The fireplace is turning out to be an ideal way to dispose of the twigs, branches and limbs our trees have shed over the last six months.
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