No rare, sixteen-ounce Chile Verde Rib Eye leftovers to box for home, no Iceberg Old School wedge with Blue Cheese crumbles, no red wine bottle at twice the price to finish before leaving town—no spoiling us these Covid days, though we tire of our own cooking, of feeding hay without rain. Bare acres, not a spear of feed half-way up the mountain, these good cows wait with their calves at the gate for dinner.
drycrikjournal 
If only smoke clouds from fires would magically convert to rain clouds.
Meanwhile, we all pay the carbon tax.
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Sorry about the lack of leftovers but the meal sounds delicious.
janet
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Yes, how I’m craving Tommy’s in Visalia!
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Thanks John. Too true!
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