Although our smoky haze hung in for another couple of days winds eventually blew in with a
taste of evening rainfall [and fall] which brought the Huajatollas hazily back along
with cooler days on several of which we walked up Fossil Hill while on one we filled.
The creek rushed in and the tank topped out in 3 1/2 hours,
a welcome contrast to last year’s dribblings.
Small fall forays continued,
Izel called for advice on metal sculpture one dinnertime and all week
the air improved
until
uh-oh
Saturday, ten degrees cooler with chill winds, the Huajas again vanished…nonetheless
it suddenly really feels like the scenes of summer 2021
are gone, done,
or definitely going as sunflowers shed petals, leaving us with fields of remnant black dots
overnight…black dots; other dots. Some summers are not over yet;
waiting it out, waiting to find out…about fires, about Afghanistan, about California’s potentially disastrous [“It’s all rigged, folks”] Recall…or how ’bout an AQI of…666?
Good to have the end times online…at our fingertips.
It’s a good thing you don’t have a cat. I am sure the inkies would be rolling in the litter box.
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Coyote piss or traces of dead animals, maybe, but as they tend to stay out of other peoples’ shit I think we’d be ok…
I love the picture of the chair. Autumn here too. Had to take down a wool blanket. I was hoping to swim at Assos mid September but wonder now.
Had to look Assos up [of course]…hopefully the water will stay warm enough. Here at 8000′ cooling off in late August isn’t all that strange…over there, um, dunno.