Brent is preparing to put on a fireworks show this weekend - probably Saturday night. We didn't plan anything special for today. However, I didn't want to do nothing so made a red-white-blue pie out of jello and Cool-whip. Russell and Donna came over in the afternoon and we roasted wieners over Ragnarok. Later I sat out on the windy side of the deck to do a crossword puzzle and watch night fall. After the sun set the air started cooling and I could see the fog forming in the protected coves of the forest. A lone bird called from somewhere in the meadow, he'd stop, listen to his echo, and then call again. I heard the staccato yips of coyotes as they grouped together on the other side of the woods. Indy heard them too and would raise her head to give a soft 'woof.' Eventually, w/o the sun's heat roiling the air the winds died down. Time to go inside before the mosquitoes realized it too.
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