So grey and damp this morning, it almost feels like waking up in Seattle. Not! But these lovely scattered showers across the state a great relief during fire season.
Especially compared to the terrifying sight of a wildfire exploding outside of Twisp exactly a year ago. I looked back on the blog, and see we still managed some July trips, but the hot weather and toxic smoke were awful. The summer recreation season ended right after we bought the house. Everyone who could leave the valley, did.
Back then, I wrote about how nice it was having no garden chores here, other than mowing the lawn. Well, that was last year. It's been a banner summer for unsightly invasive weeds in the driveway and around the house. Meet my new best friend, the stirrup weeder. A fine tool for slicing weeds out of gravel. Not exactly labor-free, but beats the hands and knees method.
With a new crop constantly sprouting, I'm like Sisyphus with the eternal punishment of forever rolling a boulder up a hill in Hades. At least I'm not there.
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