Back in the steaming swamp like morass of the unnamed port city to our south ...

... which actually isn't so bad. In fact, it was Carmen who was complaining about the heat today. I was fine, staying at Mother's condo with the little lummox while Carmen and her sister Bananny went off to the Port City Sasparilla Art Show. They were out in the sun. I went for a long walk with the lummox under the shade of the trees.

Bananny noticed that the little lummox seems to be a little tired, maybe even depressed after 6 days here in the fun and sun. Six long days of having his lunatic canine cousin jumping up and down on his head. Six days of boring walks around the same neighborhood with no snow and no ice.

I think he will be glad to get back up to the slow mellow life in the foothills of North Carolina, gateway to the High Country.

It makes me a little nervous sometimes how much alike we are.