Got up before dawn cracked the first time and went out to get the paper. "Surprise, surprise" to paraphrase Gomer Pyle, it was cool, estimate low seventies. We got about 1.5 inches of rain in less than an hour last evening and a front obviously moved in. It's now 10:33 am and the heat is going up so reckon it's over. In the between time I went out and surveyed my part of our domain, mostly the herbs, fruit trees, brambles, and blueberries. All are looking healthy and the herbs need a good trimming. So, harvested oregano, flat-leaf parsley (wish Miz Anne had saved the package off that parsley, it's grown all summer without bolting and has a good strong parsley flavor), thyme, winter savory, leaf celery, onion and garlic chives, Mexican Mint Marigold, and, for the first time, some bronze fennel. Picked a mess of chiles for chopping and freezing to use later and a couple of cukes from the second planting of those. It was a nice couple of hours for all three of us if you count Miss Sleepy Dawg. She, in particular, had a blast running about in the coolth of the morning and looking for varmints that might be hiding in odd corners. She's sleeping the sleep of the worn-out professional lap dog at the moment, got her head lying on my right foot there under the desk. Miz Anne just got in from Mass and went back out to poke about in one or more flower beds and to do a check on weed growth. Life is indeed good. George