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cold summer | cold summer

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Before dawn, the downspouts from the roof gutters were dripping and pinging, the patio was damp and, noticing the wet sounds outside, my heart sank.  I'd heard big stories on the news services the night before.  Floods in Pakistan, extreme heat and wildfires in Russia, the oil disaster in the...
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  I just looked outside and noticed the fog was a shade brighter than it has been for the past few days.  This is cause for joyous celebration, so I am going to take a walk.  But first, I'm adding a few splashes of color to this page just in case the brightness fades and Pacific Grove is...