Mornings are still cold, so I get up before Terry, start the fire and by the time 5:30 rolls around the house is toasty warm.

Sure seems late in the year for a morning fire, June is hovering just around the corner.

By the evening it has warmed up enough we have shed our jackets and can work in shirt sleeves.  Then those storms you see gathering in the background make it to us and we are cold and wet again.

Not much happening here. 

Linda

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