Summertime. I’m currently narrating a thriller, and when I’m out of the booth, pulling the invasive blackberry bushes in the yard. It’s our third summer here, and we finally have a table and chairs for our deck, where we sometimes enjoy the long Northwest twilight, when we’re not dodging the plums falling from the plum trees overhanging the yard. Later, we’re heading over to the coast for our anniversary celebration – YAY!