Life's a Stitch

You can tell by the clouds that the weather is changing. That can be good or bad, depending on your location. Lakefront camping gave us a good view of the prognostic skies. 

Yes, things changed. The winds whipped up as the temperatures rose. Although the heat felt lower than it actually was, we were unable to keep our awning extended for sun protection and were no longer able to cook or eat outside. The gale coated us, and everything else, with sand. Father's Day morning saw our sweet potato waffle production move inside our tiny trailer. Not what I had in mind, but it was still delicious. 

After ten days we packed up, excited to return home for the first reunion with one of our children after a long year. M and KC came in from Calgary to enjoy the house while we were gone. So much pandemic dreariness dispensed with in an instant, the second we saw them!

Our post camping challenge was coping with the Pacific Northwest heatwave. Air conditioning is not a thing here. Living by the water it always cools down in the evening. Until now. When building our house we questioned the expense of roughing in central a/c and were told it was good for resale. Now were glad to have the option given the way global warming is progressing.

Meals were planned that didn’t involve generating kitchen heat. KC took his turn at our favourite pizza recipe, cooked outside on the gas grill.

The clouds shifted again, and it quickly went from a record setting 38C (100.4) to 22C (71.6F), far more comfortable. Outside cooking migrated back into the kitchen, where simultaneously being created were homemade pasta, waffles and two batches of sugar free butter rum ice cream, one with cherries and the other, pineapple.