Sunday, 7:30 AM. 60 degrees, wind SW, light. The barometer predicts rain. We are having a heavy shower right now, and we all got caught in the rain walking the dogs. The kids and grandkids and their pets leave this morning, after breakfast and a break in the rain. The Denver contingent enjoyed the heavy downpour, as they seldom see that kind of rainfall.Everyone got to see the neighborhood bear yesterday when it suddenly appeared in the garden at lunchtime. It is a yearling, a “teenager,” probably unceremoniously booted out on its own after mama bore new cubs, and he didn’t clean up his room for the umpity-umpth time. He will no doubt have to get a job at Mickey D’s or take out a student loan and attend Bruin University, where he would get to wear an “Old BU” sweatshirt, and could try out for the track team and compete in the garbage can-toss event. Life is tough sometimes but it usually turns out O.K.
The rain is letting up and the sky is turning blue, so it’s time to cook some breakfast for the travelers and get them on their way.
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