Nothing much to look at here. No fog this morning, though there might be some tonight and tomorrow morning. That's the most we can hope from this horrible weather, which will see mostly clear skies and feel a high around 77. "Now I have awoken and the sun is in my face," and the birds are singing and singing. If you want to know what the bird-fuss is all about, I recommend reading these lines by Emily Dickinson:

Split the Lark — and you'll find the Music — Bulb after Bulb, in Silver rolled — Scantilly dealt to the Summer Morning Saved for your Ear when Lutes be old.

September is a long way away.

Get ready for a heatwave. The word on the street is that Sunday and Monday are going to be hotter than July. The 70s we have experienced so far will be replaced by the 80s. The Seattle Times cal

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