One Cricket, Two Crickets, Three Crickets...

The mid-summer doldrums have set in -- also know as the lazy, hazy days of summer. The blue chicory flowers are blooming along the roadsides. The rag weeds are the size of redwoods. The lake is the temperature of warm bath water. The property tax bills have arrived. Someone sent an email today and wanted to come for a visit. Ha ha. Inquire again in late September. I'll be busy until then counting fireflies.