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By August 24, 2013No Comments

I spent several hours of combined time sitting in my car with the engine running this week, listening to the radio, playing solitaire on my smart phone and waiting for the deluge of rain to stop or at least slow down long enough for me to wade into the building, house of store. We are soaked. There have been flash flood warnings all week but as of yet the rivers have not crested. It takes a while for the water to make its way out of the cypress and swamp to the basin. The floods will arrive over the weekend.

It’s been a long week, several long weeks. Eager day, I am eager to return home to Biddan Ridge. It feels like riding across and then raising a drawbridge. This is my castle, my refuge, my fortress. The yard has the damp, verdant heaviness and the lawn is uncut. The “pepper grass” has sprouted through the pine straw mulch in all the beds. I call it “pepper grass” because it smells like fresh cracked pepper when it’s pulled up. I hope to get a respite from the rain so I can plant the tray of monkey grass and the last 6 bales of straw. Tomorrow I have plans for some seedless Thomcord grapes but tonight I made homemade Kit Kat bars.

Homemade Kit Kat bars

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