Still dry, dry, dry

We did get rain during our small dinner party on the “sun”porch, but only enough to almost make the upper surface of the hillfort garden-let damp.

I am my husband’s smart speaker. I’m smart (asserted modestly), and I speak (undeniable). [I’ve been hearing too many prompts on the radio….]


  1. jcb says:

    You’re too smart to be a smart speaker! Now, play our local NPR station by name!

  2. Sammy says:

    Sweet man.