Weather here is a pendulum between crispy and foggy mornings, and the the dull humidity that hints at summer. Rode with a small group toward St. Augustine the other morning. Only five people, but dedicated, and the allure of several Irish accents (and a cool Irish Post jersey) kept it lively. We turned around at a parking lot for a nature preserve, with the weird acronym GTM NERR for an even weirder name. But beautiful as the fog lifted, photo.
This in contrast to a week ago, when the back yard was socked in with fog, and the tall pines were eerie, photo.
The dogs are feeling cramped, and a bit restless without the wide, calming ranch vista to survey. The beach is off limits to them 9-5, and understandably so, but that leaves cool mornings and dark evenings. Soon, though, they'l get to check it out. With tons of shells and the odd jellyfish, photo. Better than pulling the tick out of Grover's head like I did this morning.
Painting the house now, photo. The new paint is lighter, and the walls are flat, so it's going to take a second coat. Fortunately, the paint is low-VOC, so the fues can't make me or the animals dizzy.
Amy's really caught a virus, and coughing like a demon, but is slugging in to work. In the beginning there is no allowance for sick days. Ironic, because that's when lots of people are under stress and get ill.
Trying some new restaurants. All you who come visit will get the benefit of that!
I have to sneak off to Starbuck's to post the blog because Comcast sucks and their box can't shake hands with my computer, although Amy's hooked up. She's got a new email with Comcast, but my new one will have to be in the future.
Til the future, then...
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