Rainy day

I was looking at the forecast for Denton on the 29th, wondering what I can expect when I arrive there (92 and sunny). Even though I know that the long range forecast is seldom accurate, though the weather company uses that word in their name I think they have a different definition than I do. Below the forecast, the website has a graph of the temperatures (real and real feel) for the next 15 days. In Raleigh the scale goes up to 100, in Cold Lake it goes to 80, in Denton it goes to 120.

This morning it is warm (70) and very humid (87%). Later we should get some rain.

Packing proceeds smoothly. Today I will begin to pack up knicknacks. I hate packing them more than everything else because I am afraid they will all break no matter how careful I pack them. Most are not worth a great deal, but they have memories attached.

I am getting closer to having selected the items to go into my garden when I arrive. A lot of the things I want to plant are fall garden stuff, so I will have time to dig a plot. I will stuff tomatoes and peppers and herbs into containers when I arrive.

A hawk is sitting on a branch on the other side of the creek. It is not moving, just staring trying to assess whether I am a threat or food. I would take a photo but it is too far away.

If I don't count the 29th (moving/arrival day), I have 12 days left here. Two weekends from now I will be in Denton feeling weird and out of place. Texas still feels alien, not a place I could be going.

The hawk's mate is now sitting on another branch to my left. The squirrels are silent, few birds are sneaking up on the feeders. Its kind of like what happens when the police are cruising around.