speaking of rain: knowing that the water table benefits and imagine never too much, but rain has been the order of the day that i am wondering when i will wash clothes, if that is mildew in the grass, whether John will play golf, when the river will be swimy again,if i should give up on growing sweet peppers, and so on. Walked up the saddle of Red Bud to look for the wild plum trees that Baldwin said were bountiful. Found one, indeed heavy with plums - though none quite ripe. Katrina cat followed me, bounding through the high field grass. A score of locust trees have sprouted in all this summer rain and the slope threatens to be overgrown and impassable by tractor soon - the responsibility of acreage!
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