Notice the very low water flow in the creek. Now why would a mother fret about her child playing around in this (in a posse of 5 feral children)?

The cool water beckons during a heat wave.

I threw the cereal bowl and Iris threw the cup. She painted the first layer of glaze before running off to a Little Oskis event. I finished up with two more layers. Mark and I wonder if children ever write #2 Dad on Fathers' Day presents?

I finished the
Ribbon Lace scarf. (2 skeins of Blue Sky Alpaca Silk and a bit of leftover
Artfibers Golden Chai.)

I started the
Vera jacket from Mags Kandis' I
n Living Color.

I forgot to pack #7 double pointed needles for the sleeves. That necessitated a stop at
By Hand Yarn down the valley in Sonora. I was low on cash and would not expect them to pay the credit card fee just to sell me <$10 worth of needles.

My sister has been tempting me to create my own triangular lace shawl. Now, which pattern should I pick?
I also read a couple of books. Mark and I rode our tandem 3 out of 7 days. We tried to get going early to beat the heat, but we never got out of camp before 10:20. We always got back for lunch at noon. Each day, we became stronger and traveled a bit further, climbed a bit more.
Listen to the creek.
I can imagine some young'un with two daddies labeling his father's day gifts "#1 dad" and "#2 dad," depending on who had been more indulgent the previous year. :)
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