Foggy dew redux

Air temperature 54 F, wind south about 5 mph, light fog under clearing sky. Probably should mow the lawn after grass dries . . .

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There are, indeed, a large number of horrible people in the world. You seem to think I need to know details on all of them . . .

Yellow leaf flurries

Some of our neighborhood ash trees have started dropping leaflets in every passing breeze. Not yet enough to create Gauguin shadows, but that will come soon.

Local oddities

Due to topography, I can hear activity on the National Guard firing range when I am out walking. That's about 4 miles away. Sounded like pistol practice this morning.

Guerilla asters

We have reached the point in lawn season where the asters follow Chairman Mao's advice and bloom below mower height, since I deny them their natural growth. "The enemy advances, we retreat . . ."