Our sunny, hot summer days have turned smokey. Fires in central Washington are the cause. It’s amazing how the smoke travels, though it is quite far away.
Here’s the link to the map: http://www.nwccweb.us/information/firemap.aspx
Yesterday afternoon a dark red sun burned through some of the smoke to create an odd glow in the sky.
I watched it for a few minutes, then fell asleep (I was on the dock, recovering from a long day of errands in town). Story Man caught a 2-pound bass. Banjo Man cleaned it. We grilled it for dinner and I beat the guys–once again–in Canasta.
I’m sorry to have been so long in posting. Our bouncing-off-mountains internet service is often too slow to load pictures. And I’m too impatient to sit here in the office and wait for things to load, time-out, then load again.
I promise to do better. I really do.
This morning I was up early, with such good intentions! My little office is still not organized. Stacks of music and piles of cords litter the floor. Zip lock bags of computer stuff are all over my makeshift desk. I need to hook up the monitor, organize the speakers, arrange the guitars, take out the trash.
This is not very interesting, is it?