August in California. Probably my last one. It's strange to think that I'll be leaving next summer but that's the nature of it all. When I think about it though when I hit thirty the years started to accelerate. The days are still long though. Funny thing, time.
claudette:
As long as you got to be the lazy pampered house cat. I'd hate to end up as some rednecks bottle rocket experiment. Eek.