Beneath the Wraps

            I noticed when Jenna left for school on overly foggy mornings, she would return with the sun blazing in the sky.   The foggier it is in the morning, the hotter it seems to be with the afternoon sun.         The above picture was taken last year - I can't even see the mountains or trees right now.                        I think the sun will be blazing down by 2:00 this afternoon and may not cool off until after 10:00.   But you never know.             We had wind, rain, sunshine, A/C, open doors, blankets, and shivers alternating all within the same hour.   Jenna took these amazing pictures with her tablet 

       Roland and I decided that we needed to replace our disappearing salt and pepper shakers for something that would be easier to fill and easier to spot.   I think the ones we ended up with will get lost in the shuffle as the ones we have currently, but they will be easier to fill.        I was reminded of how many sets of salt and pepper shakers my brother and I had given to my mom over the years.   So many times her birthday would fall during our family vacation - or shortly thereafter.   Patrick and I would pick out gifts from the souvenir shop of wherever we happened to be.   I don't recall all the sets we gave her except for ones that were shaped like feet.   I don't recall ever having used them.   Mom said she did not need the constant reminder of how out of shape she felt.

I'm sore I don't know why I'm feeling muscles that I didn't know I had They're crying, "You never pay attention to us. We want to be known!" And I say, "Not if you're going to treat me with such disrespect that I can't get comfortable.   I don't remember ever feeling so sore.   Why are you so against me?" I don't even know where the sores came from.   I felt fine when I left the pool yesterday.   The pain didn't start until I stood in line to get my lunch.   Maybe I just slept on it wrong.   Maybe my body just wanted to stay in the water and was slow about realizing that it had been out for some time. I'm not a graceful ager.   I hate it.

        I'm guessing that Tri City gets its name from being in the middle of three other cities.   Myrtle Creek is north of Tri City, Canyonville is to the south and Riddle is to the west.   Though Tri City has its own fire department and water and sanitation source, it does not have its own post office but shares a zip code with Myrtle Creek.   http://www.myrtlecreekchamber.com/aboutarea.html         The communities seem supportive of one another and don't have rival cities - which is good.   I enjoy the comradery of living here.         Though I've written several posts about the libraries here, I'm afraid I haven't done much with them since last summer.   Riddle has full support from their city and has decided to go independent.   Myrtle Creek doesn't have the same city support - pretty much the opposite, and so the system joined...

       Jenna had planned to kick off her summer by going to the beach.  The temperature had dropped on her last day of school.  It’s been cooler at the beach and raining as well.  The weather has challenged her plans as the temperature has dropped all over the state.  It's also been raining.                   Jenna enjoys the rain and thinks she'd be okay at the beach in the rain.   But I don't wish to drive an hour and a half in the rain to go to a cold wet beach.   I will have to take her later. Poor baby.        She and a friend kicked their summer off at our house playing games.   They would like to go see "The Incredibles" next week.   The theatre is much closer to us than the beach.