Monday, December 15, 2008


The rain, much-needed in the canyon, has woken me early. It's beating down on the roof, causing the dogs to want to crawl into bed with me. The fire-ravaged areas will invariably succumb to mud slides; I hope they won't be fatal. Early morning is the time for tea and TS Eliot & hoping I can coax the dogs outside into the wet garden.

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