As I sit here listening to the gentle rain on my rubber roof, I smell the lily that I cut from my garden yesterday and put into an old glass pickle jar.
And chives. I harvested a bunch of chives this morning, washed them, and chopped them up. I'm going to freeze them so I can experience summer all winter long. There's nothing better than scrambled eggs with fresh chives in the morning.
The fresh, cool air drifts through my camper. I think we've already hit our high for the day, and tomorrow is only going to be 74. It's a lovely break from the heat of summer.
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