Notice the sky. This is what it looks like when the smoke from the forest fires settles in the valley.
Sitting under the St John’s Bridge, while the girls played in the water, and we sat in the sand reading, napping, and relaxing.
And watched the tug boat go back downriver just to bring upriver more ships and barges.
As we laid in the shadow of one of our favorite bridges and enjoyed the breeze off the water…in the 95 degree day.
The start of the weekend was spent walking with a friend through the forest. Cool, shady, but even there it was hot by the time we left.
I saw your tweets about swimming in the river and I must admit that the first thing I thought was “In a van down by the RIVER!”
95 degrees? For me, that is a winter day…
I can’t wait to be able to move back up north…