Johnson Creek. Ahhhhhh

After the rather stressful and strenuous flight yesterday, I decided a bit of R&R was in order so I grabbed my pillow, found a secluded bench beside the “crick” as they pronounce it here, and proceeded to read and doze to the schussing of the white water rushing by. The air temperature is around 90 but with a nice breeze and in the shade, it is perfect!