Beautiful night

Wunderground says it's 85F right now (10 pm) but I don't believe it. Our courtyard thermometer said low 80s a couple of hours ago, and I'm sure it was low humidity. We set out a small fan because the skeeters were intensely interested in my feet. We sat out back, came in to cook, went out to eat, went back in to clean up, and went back out. I've only now come in (Roy came in a bit earlier).

I do believe I had a two-hour callus development session. My fingertips are pretty tender. I don't know how chipper I'll be feeling after my rendezvous with the dentist tomorrow, so I hope to do a long bike ride in the early morning tomorrow to make up for what's likely to be a lost weekend. Roy has promised to go to the farmer's market when we get home and buy tasty things like tomatoes.