tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7264934546745807506.post6331370292150160101..comments2023-04-17T07:04:09.636-07:00Comments on The Mind's Elbow: Summer AfternoonBarbara Davis-Pyleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09588777745084453424noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7264934546745807506.post-9954146621999959392013-06-25T20:21:12.714-07:002013-06-25T20:21:12.714-07:00Arizona sounds like a little piece of heaven. And ...Arizona sounds like a little piece of heaven. And is that a harp I hear? ;-) You know, I think it was about a week ago when I uttered almost the same words... "Yay, it's sunning!" Barbara Davis-Pyleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09588777745084453424noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7264934546745807506.post-5620351930198242722013-06-25T15:46:50.586-07:002013-06-25T15:46:50.586-07:00I feel for you. I remember (not fondly) what that ...I feel for you. I remember (not fondly) what that was like. Come visit me in Arizona. Up here in the mountains it's about 80 degrees every day. We had a brief thunder storm a week ago and I uttered words I thought I'd never use in a sentence again, "Yay. It's raining!"Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00769602845843608247noreply@blogger.com