|Espresso, "Ya not letting in those dog days of summer, right!?"|
|Gus and Charlie, "A swirly thing in the Gulf? Already? Already!?"|
Good evening, Everybun!
The skies cleared up a little. The heavens became a wash of bleached out, muggy baby blue. The dog days of summer showed up before the summer. We shut the blinds and tried to chillax. My hoomin will have a short work week next week, and hopefully, things won't get too crazy at the tar pit.
And this evening? We'll be playing with colors.
Good night, and good luck!