Greetings from the little public Library in Bruneau, Idaho, Sometimes I am up, sometimes I am down. It is life and I am going with the flow. They have nasty thorns on the ground in the high desert of Bruneau, Idaho. I found that out last night while walking back from the showers in my flip flops. It had been raining. (In the visitors' center a sign said they only get about seven inches of rain a year. I think they got one of those inches yesterday.) I took a step and something stuck me hard in my big toe. It was dark and I didn't bring a flash light. I had read a kiosk the day before about the scorpions in the desert. So my first thought was it could be a scorpion. I cussed as I limped my way back to the trailer. When I got inside, I pulled a big thorn, like you would find on a garden rose, out of my toe. I was relieved it wasn't poison, but at the same time, I felt grumpy. That was the second time I had been poked by those things. It hit me that earlier in
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