I had really high hopes for this book, which I found at my local thrift store. I thought it would be like the Baby Sitter's Club, only just about boyfriends. Yes, I have the reading maturity of a 6th grade girl from the 80s. I was sorely disappointed by this book and couldn't even finish it. It just goes to show you that just because a book says "club" and has neon cover art, it doesn't meant the book will live up to the standards of the BSC. I purge this book without any trace of regret.
Last night I sat on the patio for a few minutes to read, but was so distracted by the sunset that I did more picture taking than reading.
We have a vulture tree in our back yard. Some nights we can count as many as two dozen vultures roosting in this tree. If you go into our backyard as the sun is going down, you can watch the vultures come in to roost. They glide around in circles, weaving in and out of each other before landing. It's pretty neat. These vultures have been here since before we moved in and I suspect they'll always be a part of our backyard scenery. We don't mind. These skulking birds actually give us a strange sense of security.
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