Night buses must be the best. The people were all sedate, so I could read with one of those moody little light bulbs focused on my lap. I haven't ridden greyhound much and was anticipating that I'd hate it, but didn't. One rider decided I absolutely must have some pot, so at every break he'd ask, and I kept saying no; somehow it was just funny and not annoying. Coming out of Spokane on the way back
, the sunset
On Saturday we smelled some flowers, looked at some big cuddly fish, admired the Safeway and some plastic. Elenchos lives with a small herd of adorable, freaky animals. His clingy cat gnawed on a bird for a while, and his lovely white dog slept inbetween walks. The other dog is smaller than the cats.
Oh, and here's a nest in a bookstore, left over from last week.