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Like the flick of a switch…it’s summer again!
Yesterday morning Kirk made me get up at an ungodly hour to drive him to the airport. He headed off to Atlanta Georgia, and I had to drive him to the plane in the pouring rain in the pitch black before dawn. Except that there really wasn’t a dawn yesterday.
Oh well, the sunshine is back in all its glory again.
Did I mention that the weather can change fast here on the West Coast?