October 20, 2004
I was touring the grounds this afternoon, waiting for Manolo to get back from a trip into town. The clouds were in an amazing pallette of grays, whites and blues. Moving quite slowly. It was right out of a painting. My tree guy will be around for a while. There is a lot of work to do. A bunch of trees are threatening the barn and there's been a sick Oak he's been working with for years. You'd be surprised how much you can spend to keep a tree upright when nature wants to take things in another direction. It's a wonderful tree. And it blocks the view of that new four-car garage down the street. I think I'll take a dip while it's still hot enough, mix up some new teas and watch Frontline. Shalom.