After I walked my two old dogs in the vast dandelion fields of California during the long and warm sunny days leading up to the end of July, I realized since I had been gone I had not had my 1980 vintage leather watch that my Columbian seventy two year old grandmother gave me when I was twelve years old, so while on my beautifully scenic stroll through the never ending dandelion fields of California with my two old dogs I was unable to check my watch so that I could know what time it was so I could get back home in time for dinner.