Melting in the Heat/Feather in the Air/Layouts on the Drafting Table

Yesterday was brutal. 100º. Us Northern Calif. coastal people are weather wimps. If it's 90 we start melting. If it's 35, we get frostbite. So this 3-day heat wave, where it went from high 40's (at night) to 60º higher, was a shock. Lew and I worked in the office yesterday, whew! At the end of the day I went down to the beach. The water coming out of the lagoon was relatively warm, maybe 60s, and I stood waist-deep in the cool water. The stress of the day vapoorized. Dove in, body cooled. A young local surfer/skater bro came walking by in the shallows, and said, "Paradise!"

A few days ago, some doves flew off when Lesley walked out to feed the chickens, and she reached up and grabbed a feather in mid-air that was floating down. Very delicate little 2" feather. Seemed like a good omen.

Here's a rough photo of some rough layouts of the tiny houses book. I am having fun!