I think I am maybe one of the only people who actually enjoys Fresno in the summertime. I must've inherited that from my Dad. While I was there last weekend, I left him under this walnut tree.
Summer as a kid is one of the happiest memories of my life...August at my dad's house, 113 degrees. My dad and I would ride the horses early in the morning before it got crazy hot. Later, Blake and I would swim in the pool or stand around in the irrigation ditch for as long as possible and then go back inside to lay under the ceiling fan, read, watch the LA Olympics.
ha! stand around in the irrigation ditch! what a weird thing to plant yourself out there in west fresno, tho i can sometimes see myself doing something silly like that.
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Good spot.
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Love you. C
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i heard you're baking a loaf! wow! congrats!
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