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weather ramblings.


Today, was hot.  I guess I really shouldn't complain about our 90 degree weather when over half the country is in 100+ weather.  But still, for us Northwesterners, it's hot.  

THANK GOODNESS for our current living situation.  We are in a daylight basement (which doesn't actually feel like a basement at all considering the whole west side has huge windows all the way across) and have not yet had to turn the air on (which we so awesomely have!) during the day.  While it is currently 90 outside, it is a measly 72 inside.  I'll admit, I cracked the sliding door open for a while to even get it up to there from the 68 degrees we came home to after church.  We are wearing jeans and sweatshirts up in here!  

But seriously, so thankful we have a cool and comfortable place to call home!

One benefit to the hot weather, is that it has seemed to completely melt away the clouds.  There are still a few fluff balls up there (typical to Oregon) but the sky seriously couldn't be more blue!  The panoramic above from my phone doesn't do it justice!

Have I mentioned before that I love the Northwest?


yes, we have a sunscreen...it get's hot hot hot on the concrete patio as the sun sets!  
No sunburns for Sheri! 

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  1. AnonymousAugust 1, 2012 at 10:26 PM

    wow that looks reallly similar to my old old house in reno, we had an awning and a shade pretty much just like that. its cool seeing your house. maybe i will see it live one day

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