April.
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May.
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June.
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July.
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August.
July was wet, but August has been very dry. You can see, in front of the car in the foreground, that the grass is stressed, and that guy waters his lawn.
Time moves on, in a red-car neighborhood.............
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2 comments:
Thanks so much for all your support and wonderful comments:) Just thought I would check in on your blog!!!
Love red cars, but would hate to have a few drinks and try to find my car in your neighborhood:)
You are welcome.
With any luck your key would not fit... :-) When we first had our old Taurus, I walked up to another car of the same color in the grocery store parking lot, and the key didn't fit.... Then I looked at the inside of the car and realized it wasn't mine. Oops! :-)
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