Time seems to have slowed. Could it really be the dog days of summer in only the first week of June? It’s certainly felt like it recently, with temperatures spiking the high 80s and low 90s. Nevermind the snow melting, I’m melting.
The heat spiked at some point Thursday afternoon. By the evening a threatening bank of clouds cruised across the Olympics on a stiff wind. The rain never came, but the strong gusts of wind rattled the trees and carried cooler temperatures through the rain. A nice reprieve, a little reminder that we weren’t in the dog days yet. It was a welcome relief, like viewing a deep powder shot deep in the real dog days of summer.
Chris Barchet gets deep in the Valhallas. Aaaaaahhhhhhh...