This morning started in the high-60s - nice! It's an invitation to finish a couple of projects and do some regular yard work I've managed to postpone for weeks. And the sprinkler is running in the vegetable garden.

Aw, well, it's 45 minutes later now and I've just hung up from returning a call to a very old (82!) friend who is back in the state but still about 5 hours away. She sold her house in Arizona and moved in here with her son; they have plans to buy a house with a mother-in-law suite but real estate is through the roof right now so they're staying in her son's rental until he sells the business he runs. She always manages to give away furniture when she needs to and find more when she needs to. I don't dare let her in here to "organize" or she'll toss everything and those few items I really need to keep track of will be gone. There is "organize" and then there is "wildfire passes through."