Hot

[curmugeon]

Sitting in the shade of a big thunderhead, listening the the sound of jets on high and thunder rolling in the distance. Its clearer now and I can see my mountain, Santa Rosa, as it supports the clouds. No words minced here, it is hot. 90 in the shade, little wind, and it isn't cooling enuf even at night.

I want a breeze, less yellow jackets, and to read my Mother Earth News in peace.