Dinner was quite satisfactory since I can eat soup with ham in it and the watermelon garnish that unexpectedly came with the housemate's chicken-fried steak (which filled her up so she could only eat a morsel of my blackberry cobbler).

This morning after breakfast we found our way down the switch-backing paths to the river, where a waterfall still sprays out of the rock-face across from the resort, and a couple of flat spots in the trees could be used for camping. Nobody sprained an ankle.

The housemate suggested I mention that in addition to my boogie-board laptop and stupid phone, she has two laptops, a tablet, and two smartphones with her. And a Kindle.

Since the front balcony is the north-facing one, that's where I'm blóting in the morning, in my nightie and slip-on sandals, while the housemate sleeps in. Then I take the dog out to snuffle around and pee. So far no one has complained about my déshabille.

There are clouds of dragonflies above that meadow in the late afternoon.
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