Lay off the news, K-dub

Oh man, sorry about that long higgledy-piggledy entry yesterday. I was Moom Alone and had the radio rolling through the background of my work day. And yesterday was all bad bad news to someone who does not want Trump back in office. Today I was heartened to hear that Big Gretch (who I totally support) supports Joe and I’ve heard some other folks have backed off a bit on calls for his demise. But we’ll see…

Yesterday was a “hot” day. I mean in the 70s somewhere, not 120, like Las Vegas has reported. We don’t EVER get anything near that here, not even 100, but if we’d had that here, I would’ve spent my whole day immersed up to my neck in Gitchee Gumee, one of the earth’s biggest air conditioners. But it was hot enough that I replaced the glass windows with screens in both moomincabin doors and opened a lot of windows. And we ate on the deck.

The GG likes to “take the edge off” so he had buttoned everything up by the time I was ready to go to bed and I was not a happy camper. It wasn’t exactly *hot* inside but I wanted air-flow. Fortunately, I have it in the “back bedroom” (once my childhood bedroom) where I can open two windows, one at my side, the other at my head, both just barely above my bed. Bliss. At least in mid-July. I have slept in that bed wearing Smartwool leggings under my nightshirt in my sleeping bag with a comforter over it.

I got this kinda fuzzy pic of the waxing crescent moon after we watched the penultimate episode of Fargo and before we crashed out for the night. This morning I woke up early to the sound of foghorns in the shipping channel. Looking at the Marine Traffic app, three freighters were out there. Somewhere. They certainly weren’t visible, hence the foghorns.

Some people are disturbed by what they might call mournful foghorn sounds but foghorns are comforting to me. When I was a young child snug in my little bunk bed (in the back of the moomincabin where I am sleeping this summer but not in a bunk bed), there were stationary foghorns out in Whitefish Bay. Nowadays the ships just blow their own horns. They have high-tech ways of knowing where other freighters are but need to warn small botes that might be in their vicinity.

One Response to “Lay off the news, K-dub”

  1. Margaret Says:

    Love the photo! I would enjoy the foghorn sounds just like the trains at night. They are somehow calming. It is 96 here today. 96!!! It is gross.

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