I’m sitting by a fire, at the edge of the woods, listening to the radio and drinking beer. Clear skies and calm after being windy and overcast most of the day. Glorious full moon! There’s a big white feral cat that comes and watches me when I’m out here. He won’t come out in the clearing but he/she sits in the brush and observes. I put a bowl of cat food over by the edge of the brush and he came over and checked it out once I got far enough away. Apparently not to his liking, he ate a little but not all.
A stormy evening in Seattle-ish. A dying typhoon is about to go over. I’m a Midwesterner–lived in Fort Wayne for a decade, btw–so I’d laugh at this “storm” except that out here in western Washington, the trees are about four times taller than Indiana trees, and the soil is sandy, so they *can *blow over. And sometimes do.
It’s about 10 degrees above average in my neck of the Midwest. I sat out on my porch and read a book for about the last hour before the sun went down, even though it was cloudy and sprinkled a couple times.
Yes it was much warmer here today than yesterday. I was out here last night in a warm shirt and a vest over that. Tee shirt tonight.
I’m very close to Ft. Wayne.
On the western shore of Lake Michigan tonight, the surf is noisy, there’s a fog creeping up the beach, and the skies are cloudy. But it’s comfy in the hot tub on the deck. The cat patrols the rim of the hot tub.