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Here’s what I saw when I stepped out my front door today and took what I thought would be a simple stroll down the road leading to our driveway.

The woodpile is ready for the next cold day–which should be a few months away.

Wildflowers and yucca plants grow along the road.





“Leaves of three–leave them be!”–Poison Oak.

While I was happy to come in out of the sun, what I really wanted to do was pick the stickers out of my socks. Next time I venture into the weedy wilds, I’ll break out my combat boots.