The last week before school starts. The last week to rush run hurry catch up to surf camp and other fun things before the old routine kicks in. Fill the summer into a week, all the things you missed, all the things you enjoyed and want to remember that you did and enjoyed. A busy 8th grade season comes rapidly upon us all. The fruitless plum tree in the backyard is already beginning to shed leaves, small purple-black marks against the bald spots in the grass where the boys stand when they pitch wiffle balls. The roses are spare as I didn’t water them as much this year. The Mexican weeping bamboo are sending up tall, late stalks, as the heat didn’t come until very late, and lasted only a few days. Which ones should be trimmed and which allowed to dominate the roof of my office.
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