
It's also the season when college kids hit the road before they head home for their family celebrations. We have a couple of vagabonds (my twin brother's godson and his sweetheart) from Humboldt State University staying with us for two nights. We offered them the guest house, so they could enjoy their privacy, and we ours. Today, they came into the main house and said, "We saw your coyote. It was walking along the fence. " Ah, so that explains the cat's reticence to go outside. We figured as much, it's nice to have it confirmed.

We are now wondering how we will know when we cast our ballots if our vote will count? We had started to feel that we could exhale a bit with the president's poll numbers in the 30s and 40s, but with the latest revelations of domestic spying, and the Diebold tests, we see that we can't trust the most basic element of our democracy. What have we become?

There are a lot of voices asking these questions. We're asking them for us, for our wonderful houseguests, for everyone we've ever loved. Here in paradise at the end of a beautiful day.
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