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June 28, 2008
Another day on earth, the turmoiled English sky tumbles above my head, I hope it doesn't rain my laundry would get wet, again. Tomatoes are doing well in the greenhouse in the back yard, and we'll have lots of onions this autumn. I'm sipping tea dressed optimistically in a summer skirt, even though the summers here are not like the ones I am used to, when you stand out on the pavement when it rains and take in the freshness and the thunders. And yet, I have become so English when at loss for topics, I write about the weather!