Hello from a hotel where they have the most prized thing in all of Seattle—air
conditioning. Why would anyone install air conditioning in Seattle—constant sea
breezes and lots of rain? Ha! We had dinner in a basement. The web says
Portland is hotter yet and the worst is yet to come. When we get to
Orcas island it will cooler, a mere ninety, but I doubt anywhere will have air
conditioning. We brought beach chairs. I think a sound idea will be to sit in
Domestic animals are secure under the watchful eyes of house-sitters.
My own eyes this week caught Mimo panting. Though she has plenty of water and
shade, she's old, like one of those ladies you see sitting under a tree in a
Mediterranean square, swapping comments about the history of the men who are
playing pétanque. Bit short of other ladies though.
When not panting she was more pushy than she’s been. First thing in the morning
“Good, you’ve brought the food. Just set it down there and leave the door open.
I think I’ll go for a stroll in the woods this morning. Wait, what are you,
deaf? I said leave the door open.”
When possible, Hamish and I spend time in the yard, enabling her to return to
roaming and perambulation. She upped her demands.
“I see you’re headed towards the vehicle. If you’d just hold the gate open,
there’s some weeds have caught my eye.”
I promised to gather a harvest.
“I’m not feeble you know. An old lady. I can still pull a weed.”
I placated. With such beings there’s much of that.
The neighborhood is alive with talk of invasion. Not only coyotes but non-
native owls and now deer. In more than thirty years I’ve never seen a deer or
heard complaint of plunder. On Monday, E took a video of on one the street
behind us. All it needed to do was take the next left and another left and my
entire front yard would appear to it as battleship row did to Japanese pilots
on December seventh. Our only remaining defences are like some on Hawaii,
antique: dog and cat pee, the bluff of woofing.
Time to get on the road. If we miss our ferry booking I’m certain that money
wouldn’t secure us another. Cooling sea breezes are a Klondike lure this
weekend. The rush of breezes— bet that would be a good title for something.
In the heats