Monsoon’s hit-or-miss mantra remains while August’s light wanes.
Hilary’s sketchy remnants swirl as Papago’s peephole fades.
Rumbles follow flashes, spawning everything or nothing.
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Mark,
So beautiful. And the pic is amazing. So you.
Normally the drive from home to Newport Beach is about 6 hr. Yesterday it was 9 due to sitting in traffic, often at a stand still on Hwy 10 in Palm Springs. Equipment was clearing the Hwy of mud and debris. So glad I have Amazon Music. I was able to sit outside by the pool—so nice to be outside. Got a short walk in with my daughter and Toby–the least fave grandkid.
Love and hugs to you both. I will send pic of Debbie and I at the ocean.
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Thank you, Carol! Sounds like quite an ordeal getting there. Glad you made it safely. Give Debbie our best!
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