Flickr has a night time photo shot of the fire ravaging the foothills near Boulder. So far no loss of life has been reported, but many structures have been lost, including some that belonged to volunteer fire fighters working on the fire. (via NewMexiken)
My sister-in-law reports that she just fulfilled a life-long goal of jumping off a cliff and flying. She did this by wingsuiting at Lauterbrunnen in Switzerland.
My mother’s cat Smoky is staying with us. She is an elderly dilute tabby Manx. In an attempt to keep her from laying on my laptop as I use it, I made a bed for her in a crate on my work table. She seems to think this is an acceptable compromise.
While Rion and Lightning have been sharing dog beds for a while now, this was the first time I ever saw them touching while they did so.
At 70F with no humidity I thought it was a lovely day for a walk. Rion, with his tarnished silver coat, didn’t agree: “it’s okay, Mom. I’ll wait here until sunset.” (We have new (to us) phones! With cameras! And Bluetooth!)
I try to remember to call them Rudbeckia, but since I grew up in Maryland, I think I will always think of them as Black Eyed Susans (the state flower of Maryland.)
