These HOT final days of August have me looking forward to the fall following these dogs days.
Why is the latter part of August referred to as the Dog Days of August it just occurred to me to wonder?
Is this a Native American saying?
Speaking of Indians.
What with the heat and the humidity and what with needing to go to Walmart and ALDI I opted out of doing anything too strenuous during my regularly scheduled daily bout of endorphin inducing aerobic activity and instead had myself a leisurely roll through the shaded Village Creek Natural Historical Area, prior to ALDI and Walmart.
Eventually I left the shaded Historical Area and the Indian Ghosts and pedaled the less shady Bob Findlay Linear Park trail to the location you see in the picture, near a monument memorializing the murders, I mean, incident, known as the Battle of Village Creek, a battle where a lot of the residents of Village Creek, natives, were killed.
Changing the subject from Indian Ghosts to prisons. I just got the oddest blog comment from someone calling himself Anonymous about sending me photos of my favorite nephew and great nephew and Lombard Street in San Francisco. But this sending of photos must be postponed til after Tuesday, because on that day my favorite nephew and great nephew are scheduled to appear in prison.
I have no idea what this means. What in the world did Spencer Jack do at his young age that has him going to prison?
Below is the comment to which I refer....
Anonymous has left a new comment on your post "Recovering From Lombard Street Triggered Nightmare...":
Weird dream. Perhaps a 'great' and favorite nephew may send you a photo of their Lombard Street experience in a couple days. However both are scheduled appear in prison on Tuesday.
As I attempt to decipher the above riddle I am wondering if it means that Spencer Jack and his dad are currently in San Francisco, and that tomorrow they are scheduled to tour Alcatraz? I suspect all will become clear eventually.....
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