When I was a little peanut, Mrs. Whitehouse down the block had a rooster--just a rooster--as a pet, and he'd crow in the morning (and also whenever he felt like it). This was in a neighborhood in a small city. I still remember that rooster. :-)
Also, we, too, have smoke, the worst we've yet had it, so I can imagine it's probably much thicker there.
Day 28 has been A Day, but I did just now add 215 words to the novel.
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Date: 2023-06-28 11:12 pm (UTC)Also, we, too, have smoke, the worst we've yet had it, so I can imagine it's probably much thicker there.
Day 28 has been A Day, but I did just now add 215 words to the novel.