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Hot again today, but not as hot as yesterday. Up early and went to the cool beach in HMB with L. Fog was at sea level and an accompanying breeze made it more than cool--it was cold until some burn off occurred. Very low tide. Flat expanses of sand that a dog who chased frisbees thought was his (or her) private play yard.

Still sated from previous night's feasting had a pastry and coffee rather than breakfast. Came back into the heat and stopped by the farmer's market. Took that bounty back to L's and she fixed a lunch of flame roasted (BBQ) fresh vegetables and a spicy sausage (habanero and green chiles). Sat outside on the deck and washed down the food with cold brews.

Watched the evening news and heard about bombings (several), Tour de Lance (he took first place), 75 cities with temperatures over 100 degrees to day, global warming and the melting of ice in the polar regions, miscellaneous nonsense. Earlier in the day, we listened to Prairie Home Companion and an interview with Umberto Eco (want to read his latest novel that deals with memory--losing it).

So was a long, busy day that was quite nice--very laid back and summertime-ish.

Did have a dream last night (Sat night). I was in a preserve on an alien planet. I was involved in researching the planet's exotic fauna. In one part of the dream, I rode around on a motorcycle. I carried a pair of stilts with me, strapped to the cycle. The vehicle helped me get to different places more easily than walking through the abundant vegetation. I used the stilts to put me above the tall grasses where I had a better view of herd movements and isolated animals.

The planet's creatures were exotic and varied. I kept being surprised by new variations and new behaviors. There were other people on the survey team, but they thought I was a bit odd and often left me alone as I wandered about. The planet had a breathable atmosphere so we didn't have to wear any special gear. We weren't too sure if any of the flora was edible, so we stuck with our own foods. I recall that that was an important part of the dream.

The 75 cities with 100+ temperatures, along with the melting icecap, plus a huge dust cloud setting itself up to pass over Florida, makes me think of global catastrophes--especially when paired up with the avian flu threats (there's a cluster of people who have died in China from some mysterious disease) and the talk of a pandemic.

Hmmm! Pagosa Springs may be a good place to be--just as Ramtha predicted over a decade ago. Hmmm!