I have a wren singing on top of the corner fence post, we have fish in the cowtank, chipmunks in our downspouts, droll toads hiding in the stone steps, and Bombus fraternus is sleeping in the Paeonia suffruticosa. It's 75 degrees and I have a comfortable teak bench under the overhanging lilacs. There's enough money to keep me in single malt Scotch and cigars forever. The garden is wired for the blues and I'm wearing sunglasses.
( "It's 106 miles to Chicago, we got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it's dark and we're wearing sunglasses." )
Can life be better than this?
- Gunnar '"Living in the Moment" Berg( "It's 106 miles to Chicago, we got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it's dark and we're wearing sunglasses." )
Can life be better than this?
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Sweet "living in the moment," Gunnar. How about a photo of those "droll toads" for us western toads to admire?
We finally have a little sunlight today after lots of grayness and drip for the past few days (and forecast for the next week!). Just 57 degrees. Guess that's nice for old toads but the humans are complaining a lot.
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