Tomorrow looks thoroughly nasty in Seattle-- hot with wildfire smoke surging down from the north. We've escaped the smoke so far this year, and fortunately this looks like summer's last gasp. If it does hit 90, that's 13 days this year and a new record for Seattle.
Yesterday, the poor folks in the Methow Valley woke up to the most polluted air on the planet. It's improved today, maybe because wind is starting to pull the smoke over to us. Thanks.
I sure miss the river house and haven't been there since mid-August. Plan to drive over sometime next week and enjoy the last of the mellow weather, if it's not too smoky. October is beautiful with the leaves changing in town, but definitely a winter nip in the air by then. As the song Time in a Bottle goes, "there never seems to be enough time..."
Another plum canning day (halves, this time) and that should wrap it up. Maybe a plum kuchen if there's a few nice ones left. John is hoping. Have a good weekend.
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