Clear Afternoon

[rejectomorph]

A pleasant southern breeze has cleared the sky to a normal summer blue, allowing us to see the few cirrus clouds by which it is graced. Despite the considerable heat of the day, I've opened the windows (on this window of opportunity, as it were), and silenced the air conditioner. But for the frequent drone of water bombers and chatter of helicopters, this could be a perfectly normal July day. Buzzing bees and rustling leaves enliven the drowsy atmosphere, and the scent of a single late-blooming camellia sweetens the air.

I intend to set up the chaise and enjoy the shade of the walnut tree, and watch the blue jays peck at the lawn. The Internets will have to wait for me until later, when the wind will inevitably veer around and bring back the stench of the ongoing fire. It is now a bit more than half contained. Nevertheless, Independence Day has been canceled. Local parade-lovers will have to content themselves watching the parade of aircraft going to and from the conflagration.

Also, I'm going to get some bread baked by a guy wearing a wifebeater, which I've only just found out is now available locally (the bread, not a guy wearing a wifebeater— those are as common as earwigs.) Also some cheese, I think, and Sierra Nevada Summerfest, and then have a slice of the first casaba of the year. Mmmmm.

Comments

[daisydumont.livejournal.com]

no independence day! i hope it's at least another bright-blue day for you.

those breads look sooooo good! now i'm hungry again...