On a roll of sun

These days keep arriving like perfect gifts. We make as much use of them as we can. The gambit is to be sure to get the lawn lowered before the rain returns, but I'd far rather get out on a walk than beaver around the grounds.
Brief climbing session, due to misconnections, but just enough to stretch out; we hear reports of extreme bug action up in the Cascades, mosquitos thick enough to make a hike go into double time. Usually they've dried out by now, but the rains last month perked up their production.
Nearly to the end of the Le Guin book; it's been an interesting journey.