MY DEMENTED DIARY

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A Walk Through the
Valley of the Shadow

Today we celebrate the birthday of Roman Emperor Caracalla, born in 188 or 186 AD depending on which unreliable source you wanna believe.

A few miles north of Solomons there's a residential development called Chesapeake Ranch Estates which has got the most convoluted maze of twisty little streets I've ever seen in my life. Get lost in there and it'll be weeks before anybody finds you.

A friend of mine who doesn't have a drivers license lives in the innermost depths of the place, and last night it was my turn to give him a ride home.

It was night time. Raining. Foggy.

I hereby do indeed swear and affirm those little roads get twistier at night in rain and fog. Something like how your skin gets all wrinkled up if you spend too long in the bathtub.

But anyhow, I made it in and back out again, and so this morning it's still raining and the Wondrous Weather Website is predicting it'll rain all day. Gordon the Garden will love it.

And then in the fall, after it's rained either too much or too little, I'll contemplate whether I shoulda raised goldfish or cactuses.

Happy Gardening!

OrneryPest