Dog Days of Summer

Here I am a couple of weeks ago in a favorite spot: hot rocks by the cool patio of Sta. Rita. I watched Manuel as he inspected the new lawn there. He used a big roller on it, smoothing it out. It looks perfect now. Alice added some small tuffs of all sorts of thyme in the spaces between the rocks. People brush against them and it smells. Sorta interesting. Not as wonderful as the smells in the front yard lawn. Hmmmm. Eau de skunk. Racoon. Dead pigeon. Hmmmmm. Chicken.... I like to day dream Summer along.