We spent the 4th down the street at our coach’s house: Joan has a house facing an overlook of the downtown, and they let off a big display down in the heart of town, in Riverfront Park: thousands gather down there, on the bridges, and this year on a friendly parking garage rooftop; but those of us up on this ridge all hike to this hill…must’ve been 500 or more out there, last night. Joan and Buzz served us a lovely supper. Then we sipped wine and watched fireworks from the front porch…then walked a couple of blocks home to spot the NYC display on telly. Can’t complain.

It’s supposed to turn for the 90’s this weekend: the door to the desert has opened and finally pushed the Pacific air aside. So we’re going to do a little yard work today before the heat hits.

One strange recommendation for anybody who’s in the market for new sheets and wants something cool: the SleepNumber Bed store (or website) has some sheets and mattress-covers that are made out of a spaceage fabric that disperses heat. Dunno how they do it, but even a pillowcase keeps your pillow cool, and a full set of it is real nice. I’ve got the pillowcases and a mattress cover. I think my next sheet replacement is going to be their sheets. Even in the winter, I could like that.

The littlest fishes have discovered the whole pond is safe, now. They’re coming out to join the others at feeding time, and they’re so darn cute.

Writing is at one of those sit-by-the-pond-and-think stages…I’m doing outline, so far as involves just writing down the sequence of events; the plot, I’ve got; but the sequence of events comes next.