Happy Friday! How’s it going? It’s finally cooling down here. Mom and I went to the strawberry festival on the weekend, a thing that happens on Vashon every July. Aaron was in it wearing a fish mask, looking humorously Innsmouth-y. People were handing out candy and not throwing it so I was able to get some without feeling guilty for stealing from scrambling children. My friend bought a brick-sized and brick-shaped thing of curly fries. It was lots of fun, though still hot out. I got some taffy and lollipops. Remember that one parade we went to when we were little? You might not, I don’t remember when or where it was. But I remember getting the unbranded hard strawberry candies in the strawberry wrapper. Aren’t those mysterious? Last time I was in Scottsdale, Laura took me to a place that sells them in a giant jar. It felt like finding the holy grail. I wish anybody knew what they are.
My friend (the same who bought curly fries) came over on Tuesday for a sleepover, and the cats are becoming very friendly toward them. It feels miraculous that Achilles might sit comfortably in the same room as a stranger. Fang was scared of us for so long. I slept at their house last night, and they’ll be at mine tonight. It’s been fun. Even between our work schedules. We went on a hiking trail I’d never seen before. Going out into the woods always reminds me of Government Camp and the last summer years ago. The roots feel the same but everything else is gone. To think it’s been so long now.
We’re waiting in line for the ferry back while I write this. I’ll post it once I have wifi again. I opened the car door and we have a nice breeze in here. I miss you. I love you. I hope you’re here with me.
With love,
Alice