I sat outside after dinner last night watching a flock of excited Bushtits take showers in the sprinkler. The dearest little birds, they appear from nowhere at the sound of water, then disappear just as fast.
This will be the third day of near 90 degree temperatures in Seattle. Our neighborhood hasn't been quite that hot, but the house is still well over 80 degrees by evening.
I'm a light sleeper and usually head to the downstairs bedroom which is cooler, not to mention quieter without a fan and kitchen refrigerator running a few steps from the bed. And a lone mosquito buzzing around the room. Is there anything more irritating at night? Lucky John can sleep anywhere through anything.
This is perfect weather for ripening tomatoes, and we have an astonishing amount from just two potted plants.
Thank you, better-living-through-chemistry tomato formula Miracle Gro.
I'm using them up in every possible way. We'll look back on those luscious sandwiches in January, when store tomatoes are a sad thing.
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