The afternoons got hot when the wind shifted from over the water to over the land. We all had naps. By Wednesday it reached a record 103 in Seattle. Here in the Pacific Northwest, most of us do not have air conditioning. We open our windows and rely on the marine air to cool us. But when the wind shifted, it became a blast furnace. That afternoon the temperature gage registered 98.3 outside and 98.8 inside of the cabin. After the sun went down, it was more comfortable, time for canoe rides and s'mores fires.
Eating s'mores in PJs.