by underswansea

My days are confused. It could be the sun or the work. I know when the moon ain’t shining. It’s damn hot. It is only dark for about three hours. Not much time to take pictures, considering the rest of the time and the toil laid on us. I’m not the only one. Nor am I complaining. Summer is a blessing. It makes us come out and swim or sail.

I caught the Milky Way in the east. The day was destined to be +35c. The last I gave it a good look it was -35c. I was up an extra two hours early. Roaming the backroads. Like the old dogs, I count myself happy to do so.