Fall?

 

You wouldn't have thought so in Twisp this week, where the temperature topped 100. Fortunately, we have a window air conditioner that keeps the main room cool. Karen and I sat on the sofa chatting the other afternoon, and a deer went by looking in the window with its tongue literally hanging out. Poor thing. 

School started yesterday in Seattle, and if that's not a fall wake-up call, nothing is. With the middle school across the street, we have traffic gridlock on our block twice a day during drop off and pick up times. 

Everyone is rushed and frantic, so it's also dangerous with kids darting between lines of moving cars. Fortunately the traffic jam doesn't last long, but for the next 10 months, we must watch our comings and goings. Woe to you, if you forget and come home with a load of groceries at the wrong time. 

I'll miss the quiet life again, but for now it feels good to be home. At Lone Pine yesterday, I bought local corn, pears, peaches, garlic and squash. We had an unusual but tasty pizza last night with red onion, Canadian bacon and our own Roma tomatoes. Cucumbers courtesy of Karen's garden.