Murakami's latest
Great read.
Sunday started with a dog walk under bight skys and some might say warm temperatures.
About half way through the walk that first gust of pre storm wind came, scattering fall leaves and drawing my attention to darkening skys.
The rest of the morning was spent battening down the hatches and preparing for some rain.
Watching a new storm come in is a gift, meant to be opened immediately and shared with loved ones.
After noon when the rain started in earnest.
There wasn't anything better to do other than brew up a pot of tea and tuck into Murakami's latest.
Great stuff.
Sunday started with a dog walk under bight skys and some might say warm temperatures.
About half way through the walk that first gust of pre storm wind came, scattering fall leaves and drawing my attention to darkening skys.
The rest of the morning was spent battening down the hatches and preparing for some rain.
Watching a new storm come in is a gift, meant to be opened immediately and shared with loved ones.
After noon when the rain started in earnest.
There wasn't anything better to do other than brew up a pot of tea and tuck into Murakami's latest.
Great stuff.
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driest november here since 1934
(despite worst floods in feb)
"what global warming?" they say
even on dry daze, your blog rolls - I mean rules
Brine Time, we had a drought here for seven? years. We'll send you some rain. Aloha!