It was cold today, for mid-June. Really cold and raw, misty and 60°, brrrrrrr. My twelve year old son practiced his golf game on the front lawn with plastic wiffle ball golf balls. I watered the garden hoping the cold water wouldn't harm the flowers. I have to trim the giant fire-bush in the front yard soon. I couldn't reach Joe on his phone but I told him before he left for Connecticut that he had to have the car back by 5pm tomorrow.
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