looks like summer
Lucy, our little black terror – er terrier, I swear that started as a typo – is dropping ‘lucy bombs’ all over the yard, which I am dutifully scooping and throwing over the back fence.
She is also digging again and leaving us ‘presents’ of dead moles and voles.
And it is about
4,000 90 degrees out. That did not start out as a typo.
Thank goodness our neighborhood pool opens this weekend. And we’re headed to the beach, too.