Sunday drive

Sketch and I went to Mary Young Park in West Lynn, host of our favorite dog park, but it's "arts in the woods" festival time, so a lot of the dog park was out of bounds for the occasion, but we got a little exercise in on the edge since it was early, before the hordes arrive, and then on the way home I got so carried away listening to boogie woogie piano on the radio that I ended up in the wrong lane and had to go across the bridge into Sellwood, which gave us a long scenic route home. Been doing home chores ever since, about ready to take a break and watch the Mariners, who are leading the Red Sox after beating them last night.

Sketch is a great travel companion. Sits in the back seat with authority, as if he knows a chauffeur when he sees one.