This is the front yard. LOL. We broke a temperature
record yesterday. It was 96 degrees with a feel of 107
degrees. Like I said it was HOT. I spent it submerged.
"The artist knows he must be alone to create; the writer, to work out his thoughts; the musician, to compose; the saint, to pray. But women need solitude in order to find again the true essence of themselves." - Anne Morrow Lindbergh
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