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September 17, 2012

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Laurel

There's nothing like rain after a dry, smokey fire season. I feel on edge all summer when it is hot and dry here and fires have come very close. I've been on 24-hour evacuation notice before and it's horrible. Fortunately we have had plenty of rain this summer and things have been green and lush . . . up until this week, with record high temperature and smoke drifting in from new fires. One can only hope it is so late in the year it won't amount to much. After living through some bad fire season, I am always, always, grateful for rain.

shoney

Beautiful, I love that fog. Isn't the smell of the rain heavenly?

Bob Wells

And today the clouds are rain are still with us in Boulder. What blessed relief, as you so accurately and beautifully chronicled it here.

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