For Indiana in August, it's downright chilly - long sleeves and jeans and my neighbor even fired up his woodstove. Wow. I assume that this is linked to Tropical Storm Bonnie and Hurricane Whasis in Florida.
Probably the cold is augmented by my being tired. Where's a shot of whiskey in my coffee when I need it?
Words Written: goose egg
Lessons Graded: seven
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