In early June Seattle moved to the Bar B. The clouds hung low on Shadow Mountain and this place could have been smack-dab in the middle of the Olympic Peninsula.
Skeeter and Petticoat were their usual anxious selves, waiting to go outside and kill something. They stopped short when the window opened and summer wasn’t out there.
I took a video of the fast-moving clouds during a lull in the grayness and it was cool to watch them roll by so quickly.
Skeeter and Petticoat decided to just chill out on the couch and wait for the storm to pass.
I miss Seattle weather. In Colorado, today is fire weather and tomorrow Seattle may come to visit. You just never know.
