The rains are over and there are nice crisp blue skies, however, Ray D. Bean has still left the door to his fridge wide open. Close that door Ray! You can open it again in July or August. Memsab won’t let me smoke my pipe or Dominicans indoors and it is too damn cold to go outside. However, with the end of the rain, Beaver Dam Creek has started to fall. Obviously another limb of the resin tree has fallen in and been sculpted into this bit of jetsam. I’ll have to mount an expedition upstream to find the source of these oddities. I might be on to something.

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