The heat is still on. Tomorrow we're going to set a record for most 90-degree days in Portland. And we still have half of August and all of September.
The air is pretty bad, filled with particulate matter from all the fires. Currently the wind is blowing down from Canada and we're getting smoke from forest fires up in British Columbia. But there are fires to east in the state, fires in Washington State and fires to the south near the California border. It makes for great sunsets, if the sun actually cuts through, but not so much for breathing. Lots of sinus problems and burning eyes. For Joan's 70th birthday present Kate and Andrew are helping to clean out the garage and basement. We got a big dumpster from the garbage company and it's pretty much already filled.
This evening while the kids were out Joan made fish tacos. Instead of lettuce there was a brussel sprout slaw, a yogurt sauce, guacamole, and, oh yeah, fish. They were actually really good.
Izzy keeps making friends, one on the morning walk, one on the evening walk. My dog.
