Ramblings
More visitors. The ginger cat seems to think he owns the place.
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Simple pleasure. Lying in bed, snug under a blanket, listening to the sound of rain beating against the windows,
A simple pleasure that’s been denied for months, until tonight. We got rain. Not enough to end the drought. But enough to keep the brush fires at bay, at least for now.
But the rain and the wind …it is fierce tonight.
I guess winter is really on the way.
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