When Seattle gets too hot for comfort, we head for the mountains. Which is why your miniseries on shiny esplodey things that aren’t fireworks will be slightly delayed – we headed out for an emergency trip to Franklin Falls, and I forgot it’s Fourth of July week, so most of you probably won’t be paying attention to much anyway. So just picture yourself walking through a beautiful shady forest alongside a rushing mountain river, with the breezes acting as nature’s own AC, and at the end:
Shiny esplodey things next week, without fail. And this Friday, thee shall have some fireworks.