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Every day about 5 it comes a sudden rain storm, as people come home from work.  I always think about Sophie and MG at that time.  A pattern has formed and expect it every day.  My  balcony catches it and everything gets soaked.  I had to be careful where I sat this morning.  It felt good out there, but that will change quickly.  So I am finishing my second cup at the computer. Breakfast was good, but I do miss someone of my family fixing it for me,  Gulf Shores spoiled me.  People call these days the Dog Days of Summer.  I must ask Mr. Google to explain that to me.  I may write a poem about it.  I am having a dry spell in writing.  My brain has been too full of "ME".  I hate that.  But so be it.

Betty Boop that is me