Summer Journal: late-August moments

I would like to remind all you back-to-schoolers that it is still technically summer. But because Labor Day signifies an unofficial end to summerish activities, and because it is definitely colder and darker in the mornings, it's time to wrap this up for another year.

A photo to which my parents might respond, in song, "But whaddaya do, whaddaya do, on a dew, dew, dewey day?" Which is the song that followed me long after I took the photo.

Roma tomatoes: before and after 3 hours of working on their "base tan." Or, just another metaphor for life. But mostly, my favorite beginning to a stunning tomato sauce.

 Sights (and car window reflections) along I-90. The golden days.

Destination: Bellingham. This family has a thing for the Tour de France.

We killed it at Sunday night trivia at Boundary Bay Brewery! Can't beat a place that gives a cash prize for second place.

 On the Ferry to Lummi Island.

Biking around an island is such a beautiful way to spend an afternoon.

 Back at home, she must be fed.

 Crabapples are ready (or maybe they're regular apples?).

 Can't get enough of that succulent stuff.

 It's beginning to look a lot like... I won't go there.

 It's still summer, after all.

We sent the summer off with the 1812 Overture in Comstock Park with the Spokane Symphony.