Meteorological payback

Cooler by tens of degrees, and cloudy, with passing sucker holes; the fabulous weather is gone this morning, covered by a marine push. It feels good to me. Who wants to drive up Aurora Avenue, Route 99, endless strip mall and big box landscape, in breathless heat (our AC isn't working), to search for a toaster oven and fly strips? Lowe's has it all, but I hate going into those "home improvement" monstrositoriums. Not a DIY-er, moi, and these joints bring on instant headaches. Too many types of caulking.
By later afternoon, nirvanaland returned. Made a basic yeasted white bread Italian dough, added lots of sauted chopped garlic and some onion, rosemary and oregano, slathered the pan with olive oil and more herbs, coated both sides of the dough wads, let them rise, then baked them at 425 for a while. It produced what tasted like focaccia but was not so greasy. Perked up the leftover grilled salmon.
After dark walk around Green Lake with spouse and son, much discussion of deep issues. The path was fairly busy with runners and other walkers, savoring the perfect night air.