Yup, August has shown up, all right. With a vengeance. It hit 90 today, and the air is full of smoke from distant wildfires. Very distant -- all the way up in British Columbia. The Pacific breeze isn't blowing the way it should. Instead, there's a wind coming down from the north carrying all this smoke, diving over the Puget Sound.
The air is so thick there are halos around the street lights, and the moon is peachy-orange. It's supposed to be as bad or worse the next couple of days before the sea breeze picks back up and gives us some relief.
So much to write about, but all I want to do is curl up in my blessedly air conditioned bedroom and sleep.