Amidst all the sleepy pink snapdragons baking in the 100 degree sunshine - a tomato plant, from last years' seeds, is thriving. It doesn't know why it's there, nor does it care - just lets the July heat pull it up and out, smiling all the way. I took the sluggish pups for a walk on the rail trail today, all of us putting one foot in front of the other as if we were walking in a swamp. Rob is minding the heat and napping. The outside walls need painting and maybe I'll get to them. Everything is slow motion today, except that frickin' happy tomato.
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