We've traveled to the other side of the mountains for the weekend. We're in the middle of Washington, Yakima, for a baseball tournament. Approaching the city we could see the tops of Mt. Adams and Mt. Rainier, with a faint moon between. This isn't a great photo, and the moon didn't show up, but it was quite pretty. (If you do the double-click thing, you might be able to make it out in the center, about a 1/3 of the way up.)
We watched Blue pitch for probably the last time today. Oh, he loves this game.
It's hot out there, so we're relaxing in the hotel for the afternoon. There's a warm storm being stitched with some more of Deb's cloths.
