Springtime in the northwest. But I would not trade a thousand rainy days for the drought of Southern Oregon, the interminable ninety-degree wasteland of July through October, dry grass fire danger water your garden twice a day heat stroke land of my half-life. Nope. I'll take the second half wet and green.
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I didn't like it. I wanted to see the sun once in awhile. But that was in Portland. At least here, the weather almost never stays, unchanging, for more than three or four days.
Oh gawd another word verification using Klingon characters. I'll need a Federation ascii code table.
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