Thoughts are bumping against one another in a competition to get out first and scream their primal scream.
I'm worn out, guys. I think it would be good if this summer could end.
This is one of those posts where pretty images are used as a buffer. The blogging equivalent of an ice cube on a third degree burn. Today's images were borrowed from the LA times garden sections. So beautiful! The house and garden are new but look like they have been there a hundred years.
Here is the list of the things that have experienced meltdown since my arrival back home in L.A.