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| HEY, I'M DOIN' ALLRIGHT! |
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| FOR A POINTER. AFTER ALL, THAT'S MY TRADE! |
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| HARRISON'S YELLOW ROSE... |
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| "SHE'S THE YELLOW ROSE OF TEXAS!" |
Sunday, 9:00 AM. 72 degrees F, wind WSW, calm. The sky is blue, the barometer is trending up and all is right with the world…at least at the beach!
It being a perfect morning for a beach walk, buddy and I did so, and he went nearly nuts with unadulterated joy, bounding and racing up and down the sand, and dashing in and out of the water. I doubt he had ever befoe been in water above his knees, and I don’t think he knows how to swim except instinctively, which is good enough for a pointing dog. He’ll take to it eventually, but perhaps not like a duck.
The old fashioned Harrison’s yellow roses, the rose that traveled everywhere with the settlers and is the “Yellow Rose of Texas,” have been blooming around town for a week or more and now are in full bloom. A proper introduction to summer, sweetly scented and floriferous, they will last a few weeks, but no more.
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