so warm today it's hazy

fall is in the air, the swuash is getting ripe, my neighbor is coming back from his garden with arms loaded, the leaves are falling into the fields and the highway...it has happened...but today is a day for remembering the warm summer breeze because it's delightful out of doors.  the deck is warm and sunny and the kitchen door is open, where I sit at the computer watching the daisies along the sidewalk wave in the sunshine and the breeze.  I've been to lunch with my mother and brother at the Sekiu Community Center.  I brought scalloped potatoes and a black berry pie.  I picked the berries this morning, the scalloped potatoes I made with about ten peeled and sliced white potatoes, a half cup of flour, quarter of a stick of margarine, salt pepper and basi...I layered the potatoes, sprinkled flower and powdered milk dotted with butter, two layers then poured water over it and baked in the oven for an hour and a half, then pulled it out and sprinkled cheddar cheese on top and toasted that, covered it in foil for the trip to the Sekiu Center, and they pretty much gobbled it up.  The pie was a great success as well and I sent home that and the potatoes with my brother and mother.  The pie consisted of crust, four cups of berries, one and a half cups of sugar and about a half cup of flour, could have had more flour for the thickening it was a little runny but definitely sweet enough which I thought maybe it wasn't because I picked a lot of berries that were not squishy ripe.  They were the Himalayan black berry with the seed.  It was good stuff.
House is kind of quiet without any foster kids here at the moment.  The ones I've had this summer have either taken off on their own or were escorted by the police.  The last one was quite disturbed and his social worker was working on getting him a psychiatric bed last I heard.  He was diabolical...I told him that was his name 'Diabolical'.  He was eleven.
My son in Bellingham is having some issues which I'm hoping he's going to work out.  He hasn't talked to me since I was over there and that was the funny story in my other blog about the trip back.  I just hope he's ok.
Other than that I should go visit next door at the gallery and see what's going on there...It does feel rather like nap time at the moment but I'm getting up and going out the door...watch me...