Woke this morning to a dense fog. So nice to be with Laurie and the boys. They still have some of their surfer hair from our summer together in Baja Sur. And the garden produce is over flowing the house and onto the porch. Things need doing, light bulbs need changing, car oils need changing, stuff from us being away all summer, and then the chores that one assigns one self in a relationship with others and objects.
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