Top of the Hill. I Street Hill.


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Beautiful fog this morning.

Everything moist. God knows that we need it. In the distance, I hear chainsaws. They are cutting down a huge old eucalyptus tree that has been a landmark in our neighborhood. Probably threatening water mains and the foundations of houses, not to mention what it could do in a big storm. But still it makes me sad. I walk by it daily. Also I hear the sound of turkeys.

"Just walk the dog up to the eucalyptus."

Discuss.