Raining here. Waiting to talk to my son. He was in a pretty bad way yesterday afternoon and refusing to cooperate with the therapist. He's usually worse in the afternoon so I let her know that. She would try to work with him in mornings instead.
All of our grass is crunchy brown.
The only green area is where I have
the outflow from the washing
machine. Our mountain laurel is in
pretty fair shape because of this,
but we lost our two trees out front.
When the weather is cooler, I will
have them cut down, and cut into
lengths for the fireplace and the
chiminea.
