It’s that time of year again, when the heat here has reached the point that I’m about to melt, and my patience with the Gulf Coast is exhausted.
Time to get away.
I expect to be back the third week of August.
Hopefully by that time John McCain will remember that he’s supposed to be presenting himself as an adult who’s running for high political office rather than throwing petulant temper tantrums all over the place. If he’s still stuck on stupid when I return, though, I’ll just share some pretty pictures from my vacation.
West Virginia never disappoints for photography.