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We are having a sand storm. It started about 10 this morning. In the desert this afternoon the sand moved over the ground like a low lying fog. i made the mistake of opening my window to talk to the dog, i was immediately covered in a fine blanket of grit. Not big enough to be called sand, and too big to be dust, my eyes, teeth, clothes, and hair became one color. i felt sorry for the dog, and stopped the car to let him in, he chose not, so i let him run some more. He does love his exercise time.

i am patiently (not) waiting for my family to come back online. i feel really out of the loop with Son on vacation, and Daughter and Mother not yet reconnected after the move.

Someone asked on a list i read this question, "What is your best feature?" ( Read more... )

i am content with my life as it is and i believe that is as it should be.