Good afternoon...and it is a good one. Very warm and would be warmer if the smoke from the forest fires in Canada wasn't hiding the sun. It has been smokey now for over a week. Supposed to change a bit tomorrow with some clouds and wind coming from the west. We haven't had any rain for a long time so the forests are tinder dry. Lots of wild fires, etc. We don't water our lawn because it is a waste of water so our front lawn is brown. But it always comes back as soon as it rains.
I had the telephone interview last Thursday with the magazine and I think it went pretty well. I will post when/if it gets on line.
Down the Road
We are living in pretty scary times, aren't we? This goes to show how important it is to vote. When you have two egotistical children running countries...this is what happens. Who is the biggest bully? I had hopes that our country wouldn't have to go through this kind of bellicosity again. I remember when our kids were told to get under their desks in case of a bomb during the Cuban Crisis. I don't think a desk is going to save anyone now. My Dad moved us from Washington to Iowa during WW II and I can remember when he took a shortcut across the Yakima Bombing Range ( which he wasn't supposed to!) He told us to get under the truck if they started practice bombing. I was hoping my kids, grankids and great grandkids wouldn't have to be afraid like we were. I remember being afraid of the Japanese and German people when I was very small.
Pathway to Autumn Light
I am looking forward to my 60th class reunion this fall. Haven't seen any of my classmates for 10 years and I know several have passed away.
We spent Monday morning at the cardiology office as my husband had a nuclear stress test and the call we got yesterday saying it all looked good was a relief. He has been busy making some bird houses for our grand daughter's new home. They just moved to the country a few months ago and are loving it.
I wish you all love and happiness! Have a wonderful week end. Summer is beginning the down days and I sure hate to see the end of it.