Humid, sticky day all day. Whole lot of nothing came out of the clouds that came through. Some rumbles, a little sprinkle, then nothing.
Slow day at work. This was supposed to be our 'busy' week.
A squirrel has migrated to the elm tree. Feasting on the ash seeds, I suppose.
Time for bed. *hugs*
The scent of lavender permeated the entryway.
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