August is here. I just finished narrating one thriller, and the next one is on deck. When I’m out of the booth, there’s the yard work to be done, like pulling out the invasive blackberry bushes. 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 overhead. We went to the coast for a few days to celebrate our anniversary – YAY! (And, of course, there was a day of rain.)