D.O.P.-T.

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Daisies in the circular lawn at the park; dandelions on people's lawns have progressed to clocks; the wild nasturtiums have not only overrun the side yard again, they've started to climb up the strings and poles against the tall privacy fence.

Meanwhile, a chill wind and intermittent light rain all day, and rumblings about snow from the Chron weather guy.

The actual newspaper didn't get delivered today, which pisses me off.