D.O.P.-T.

[weofodthignen]

A raw wind blew up last night, banging the door at work numerous times. It was hot two days ago - almost 80 - and I'm a bit tanned from working in the garden on my "weekend". Now it feels crisp, and the birds are huddling. Reminds me of June at an English seaside resort. I wonder if it will complete the resemblance by throwing it down.