Saturday, August 6, 2016
Apparently, Mother Nature can't read...
It's August, for goodness' sakes. It was 46º when we got up this morning. In August. The weasels are calling for a high today of 68º... and sunny. 68º for a high in early August? That ain't right.
I'm driving the boat out of Roche Harbor today; it has an open upper helm. Yeah, I'll be wearing layers. Several.
We have heat on this morning. Of course we do: it's 46 freakin' degrees!
There was a fawn and a rabbit out our window this morning. Like a Disney movie.
"Isn't that sweet?"
No, they look cold.