IN THE PINK

Anticipating dangerously escalating sunrays over the next few days, I watered my garden deeply this morning – and I’ll repeat that again, Saturday morning.

102-degrees tomorrow; 111-degrees Sunday: 102 is hot, but we’ve hit higher than that some summers: 111 is unprecedented for our immediate area. Eastern Washington sees those types of temperatures, but here, along the river, we never do. My asthmatic lungs are not going to like the next few days ☹

I’m going to go to the Puget Island PIGS sales (Puget Island Garage Sales) tomorrow morning, bright and early, so I’m back home – relaxing in an air-conditioned environment – before the temperature spike gets dicey … and I plan on sitting on my pampered duff, in the same environment, all day Sunday 😉

After I watered my garden; and shut down the chatty/flirting divorced fella next door - he's okay, I'm just not interested in starting complications with anyone: I tied a translucent stretch cord to the resin Angel pendant I bought at one of last weekend’s garage sales – and hung it from the Highlander’s in-car rearview mirror.

As soon as I saw it, I knew I’d buy it, and hang it in the car.

I believe I have a Guardian Angel; and I believe Angels walk the Earth.

And though Bob, in his new celestial body is not an Angel … though he is in the company of a vast host of Angels, in his new life beyond the clouds; I do believe he rides shotgun with me on my solo lobo venturing drives.

My Special Angel: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zcDpbBPSpnc

That thought chases the blues away, and keeps my thoughts ‘in the pink’ 😉

I had a chuckle when I finished one book this morning, and chose another from the stack I have stashed in the spare room …

The title seemed to mesh with my unfolding morning, and unfolding new life – not the murderous backstory; but the hope that comes with rebuilding a shattered life.

Angels, Elohim’s Messengers, offer hope.

Around noon, I ran into town to buy some bird feed for the curbside feeder, and picked up reading the new paperback novel again, when I got back home – I read 139 pages without once glancing up.

When I did finally lift my eyes from the printed page, I saw that the day was quickly ending; and the darkening evening sky was swathed in pink: as far as the eye could see.

Friday through Monday is going to be hot, Hot, HOT … but the cooling skyline tonight was cool 😊

A pillar of pink cloud ...

A wing of pink.

The sun setting over the river.

The sun's last kiss goodnight ...

West Longview is 'in the pink'.