It is a misty damp dawn. At 5:30 AM there were a couple of little bats flying around. Catching mosquitos I hope. Fog is slowly lifting and I can see the mare and foal at bottom of field. We have had enough rain this summer to keep the fields green, they look great actually. Now the crepe myrtles are really blooming. I love these trees, a sign of August. They always remind me of going to the beach because we always went the first week of August! The roads south through Virginia towards Nags Head are lined with huge magenta tipped crepe myrtles. Fruit stands, football practice camps, fireflies, all F's that mean August. Has anyone else noticed that the flies are not very bad this year. Lots of horseflies but not so many regular flies. Strange. I have wondered if the extreme heat did them in, wouldn't that be nice. Maybe killed the stink bugs too, fingers crossed. We do not do the beach trip any more 'cause little kids are all big with own families and all over country. Will is going to visit girlfriend in Chicago again, and Sarah is in LA. Speaking of LA , I get to visit. Can't wait . So, now instead of beach, August means Saratoga!! Going to make it after all. Love those high priced horses and hobnobbing with the uber -rich. The best cocktail party in the East.
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