Today we are going to Albuquerque NM. Earnie and I are reading a favorite book "Summer." This is on the swing in the morning where we are most mornings. The squirrel came over for a few Frosted Flakes. From the cover flap "...everything that I had wanted had come to pass, a hot southern summer and time at a southern beach, and a summer love." And from another short story, "We were American boys in the 1950's...in summer we played baseball, and we did nothing else."
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