We got as far as the corner and sat down, refusing to budge. I don’t remember how we got home again. It’s all a blurr. Yes, Shane and I both sat down in protest and dismay. It’s a bit much insisting that we exercise during firecracker season. So much for the police department’s big crack down on illegal fireworks. Hrumph.
On a lighter note, we’ve been going for a ride in the car just about every day. The cool wind on my face, the interesting goings on about town, the touring of the parking lots so Joan can find a tree to leave us under when she goes into the stores. And, of course, the flip side of this happiness—the knowing that a hot, sunny day equals no car ride as Joan says it’s too dangerous to go out in a hot car. Hasn’t she ever heard of air-conditioning?
Best Wishes, Juno
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