retained and ready for lunch

I am reclining in a blue puffy lounge chair with a laptop on my lap. Murphy the dog is gulping down Daisy the dog’s water from Daisy’s silver bowl. Daisy desperately wants to play with Murphy. Murphy doesn’t understand the concept and only wants to play with people.

We are in Colorado staying with friends. It is cold here. We forgot our jackets. It’s not horribly cold. Just enough to make my body remember that I don’t like it. The wind is blowing furiously and dry leaves and dirt are flying around in swirls with each gust.

Mr. X is outside helping to build a retaining wall. The retaining wall to retain a pine tree from eventually sliding down a hill.

I am almost hungry enough for lunch. I am drinking Chai Tea out of a mustard yellow mug thinking about the phone calls I have to return, and where the hell my phone charger went. I don’t know where my other hair tie is. I wonder if they are almost done outisde? I’m thinking about what I would do if I lived in the path of the fires in California.

On the news they showed burned down houses with charred remains of cars in the garages. It was on CNN. We thought that maybe “that guy” was out of town on business or something. They also showed trees with red caution type tape wrapped around them. When the camera got close enough, you could see that the tree looked like molten lava on the inside. They said that the tree’s roots can catch on fire and burn from the inside.

I will be in Chicago in two days.


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  1. Gravatar of Rebekah Hoover Rebekah Hoover
    12. November 2008 at 18:06

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