Now, now. When it is 95 and dry as a bone in July you will eat your words. Although, as Phil was on the roof...in the height of the storm...with the hose, putting it down the gutters...I was thinking the same thing. Either rain go away or cut down the trees that clog the gutters. So, I hear ya'.
Did you, by any chance, notice the green-ness of the trees in your photos? Lovely, just lovely. And not very Utahish. Which I enjoy. Because Utah is brown. (Nobody yell at me. Utah is not lovely and I don't want to hear any stories about the mountains. Shan's NC mountains- those are lovely!)
However, I would like to use my pool pass and not shiver while doing so.
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Now, now. When it is 95 and dry as a bone in July you will eat your words. Although, as Phil was on the roof...in the height of the storm...with the hose, putting it down the gutters...I was thinking the same thing. Either rain go away or cut down the trees that clog the gutters. So, I hear ya'.
Send some of that our way!
Did you, by any chance, notice the green-ness of the trees in your photos? Lovely, just lovely. And not very Utahish. Which I enjoy. Because Utah is brown. (Nobody yell at me. Utah is not lovely and I don't want to hear any stories about the mountains. Shan's NC mountains- those are lovely!)
However, I would like to use my pool pass and not shiver while doing so.
I like the rain, expecially when you RUN to your car from Smith's grocery and are as wet as if you had just had a shower. Adventures I tell you.
I would rather not have it hot.
Where is a blog post from our darling Shan? Maybe she really is up to some shaninagins! Humm? Is that the reason?
PS The rain went away.
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