Into Each Life...
Dreary was the word for the weekend. That is ok. The much vaunted Hurricane Dane threw a little rain our way. It ade for a cloudy day, which in turn meant lower temps, also welcome. Dean was a rough deal for the folks that were schwacked, but a boon for Arizona.
I added Rosemary cloud pictures as well as a shot of our yard boss sheltering for the rain drops. The last shot is the interior of possibly the worst restaurant I have had the displeasure of visiting, Chuy's Mesquite Broiler. The place was noisy, cluttered, and adds a new dimension to the words "choke and puke". The best thing that could happen to that place is a grease fire.





Companies really need to think things out before going to market...


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