Another very hot day and one without a single visitor. And presumably UPS workers are also stifled by the weather—they couldn't locate the missing box of wine-related merchandise for most of the day; now they promise that we will see it tomorrow . . . Think everyone is affected by the heat: Bob made us a yummy mess of ham and fresh green beans for supper; we both had cleared half our plates before we realized he had forgotten to add the ham to the pot . . . Had two green pepper sandwiches for lunch: two slices of buttered bread, a thin slice of onion and a squashed pepper. Yum yum. Have to thank Mary Ann and Rick May for the peppers—the first from their garden this year . . . The temperature is predicted to climb still further, so please come early in the day; we may be closing early these next few afternoons . . . Hmmm, we wonder: two men in a battered pickup truck cruised through our uptown neighborhood this morning checking trash cans for hunks of metal. I happened to glance down into the truck bed while they were parked in the middle of the street and there was one of those realtor FOR SALE signs that are often staked in the flower beds in front of homes. Couldn't help but wonder if this was a legitimate piece of trash or maybe an immoral “borrowing”? Now I know why so many realtors actually wire the signs to the porch railings, etc . . .
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