PORCH PONDERINGS

49 to 94

Well, what a wondrous cool day on the porch today. It never got much above 85 today. Tomorrow's forecast is so amusing I have to share: 49 in the morning, and 94 as a high. Ha! There was something going around Facebook lately. Remember if you move to Montana, it will be 104 degrees in summer and -40 in winter, that is a temperature range of over a hundred degrees.

We did the museum and for once we had a visitor. From Colorado. The first visitor we had on a Friday in weeks. Hurrah! We didn't want to get fired from our volunteer job.

We came back and sat on the porch to enjoy the cool air to blaring rock country music courtesy of our neighbor. She had backed her truck up to her front door, left the truck doors open and blared the radio as loud as can be. Whatever. At least it didn't last too long.

Then down the Avenue went a Sheriff's car , no siren. Lights, no siren. Okay. Soon after another Sheriff's car. Lights, no siren. Interesting. Got my attention. Well, I am a nosey sort. I didn't get my walk in today. 'I think I'll take a bike ride. See where they went.' As I take off on the bike, the ambulance goes by. Lights, no siren. I am really curious now. So I go to the high school. Seems they were all at the school. Football practice. I hope no one got hurt badly. Then I pedaled on to a corner where hubby said he was curious about a house for sale. I never did find the house, but at least got some exercise.

Now here's something you rarely hear in August. Hubby just shut the front door, which we've been leaving open all night for the cool air. 'It's getting too cool.' And yes, we live in a town where we can leave our doors open all night without fear. Just like when I was a child in Ohio. Just leave the screen doors open. Wonderful.



Queen Norma Jean