It really is dry here, and windy, too, which dries everything out even more. A marker: I haven't yet pulled or murdered any tumbleweeds in the driveway or the yard - and that's the first time in twenty odd year. Above, a soapweed yucca, down by the railroad - looking like a porcupine. Below - yes, this looks like a sudden wild shower, but actually it's us watering the trees, a weekly treat for them. Only this morning I managed to set up the vacillating spray so that it was inadvertently washing my study window, and here's Alice bravely stomping out to wrestle it into a more sympathetic position.
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