Daily observations at or near Two Dot Spot, written by hand on the backs of postcards that record with ink and coffee a few minutes of the earth's orbit around the sun. The cards are physically mailed from Two Dot, Montana to those who have requested them...local to local. Ruth Marie Tomlinson
Everything is wet with yesterday’s rain. The fields are misting it off and unless another rainstorm comes in it will be dry by afternoon except for the puddles in the road. James took the 4th of July flag down, but we couldn’t fold it. It remains draped on the railing, a damp remnant of the rain that ended five brilliant days of celebrating. Dana and little James, their nephew Braydon, and friend Zane will go this morning, leaving me with the bitter sweetness of another holiday ending and my time alone beginning.