Hot and sticky today after our last evening haboob and thunder storm. Dust storms are so peculiar, this wall of orange stuff moving across the landscape like some big beast about to swallow up everything in its path. And sometimes, if it's followed by much rain, one can find yellow mud everywhere, especially in one's swimming pool.
What an odd conclusion to the Open, with Ernie Els shooting a decent round to win by one over a fading Adam Scott, who shot a final round 75. How sad for a really nice young man. And Tiger just couldn't get anything going, especially after triple bogeying the sixth hole. He finished in fourth at minus 3.
I'm in the middle of a really interesting novel by Carol O'Connell, Bone by Bone. Instead of one of her Detective Mallory novels, this one is a stand alone about two brothers, Josh and Oren Hobbs, one of whom goes missing in the woods when he was fifteen. The older brother, Oren, has returned home after twenty years in the army because someone has been dropping bones on his father's front porch and the housekeeper Hannah has summoned him. A really interesting set of characters.
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