"Doesn't the owner of that
Shouted at high volume through, or near, an open window, at the height of the din.
"Shut up!! You need some unnamed bleeping punishment for that racket!!
There is no way the man with the machine could have heard that! Could they??
I am always mindful of the dirt from the interior farms, blown into the air, & raining down on our coastal greenness. I hope that is not what the earthen smell means!
The smashed glass, which has shattered on tiles in the laundry, has to be cleaned up with
While the dogs try to run rampant through glass shards on tiles. The glass was empty- heh heh, thank goodness, we didnt waste a drop of the delicious white!
The humidity is so 'close', I feel it's touch on my whole body! I could just sit here, & drown in this ghastly sweat ridden reality that is supposedly, the joy, of living in Coastal New South Wales.
Who will preserve my sanity this summer?????
Niel Diamond, Song Sung Blue.