Was I was gone I missed some terribly dreadful weather here in Vermont. It was in the mid-90s, while it was in the 40s in Alberta for some of the time. All I experienced of it was coming back to a stifling 84 inside the cabin (slowly our weak air conditioner is making things livable, to the relief of the cats). My daughter-in-law Ali sent me this picture of my son. They had tracked down a little stream to help survive the heat.
I absolutely love this picture. It really captures so much about him.
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