Summertime blues(kies)

Well, after a number of fine days in a row, the skies have not been all that promising this morning. But the radio-man says that this cloud cover will burn off and we'll be back to seventy-two-and-sunny by this afternoon, so I'm keeping the faith. I'll just plan for a bike ride during Otis's afternoon appointment.

I did bike over to Ballard yesterday to deal with the scooter, and later got a confirmation call from Dan, so that process is underway. It make take some time, since Dan is a one-man operation, but he has a tendency to under-promise and over-deliver, so we'll see.

Another benefit of the ride was the chance to have a long conversation with Jon of Monmouth, via the miracle of wireless telephony. It seemed fitting that we chatted while I stood at the official start of the Burke-Gilman trail, i.e., the Fred Meyer parking lot.

Otis and I spent the sunny afternoon in our local park, lying in the grass, sipping tea, and reading. A little RC helicopter was buzzing about the scene like an oversized dragonfly, only adding to the lazy feeling.

And last night, the first Summer Humpday Dinner kicked the program off to a great start!

We'll put this one in the win column, then.