August isn’t over yet and I’m already mourning the end of summer. I no longer wake to the sunrise; it’s still dark when I sit down at my desk in the morning. My evening walks are getting shorter every day and soon if I want to visit the beach I’ll have to bring a flashlight along so I can find my way back up the path.
I usually come alive in the fall. It’s my favorite season. But now that I’m on the East Coast, the coming of fall just reminds me we’re that much closer to a long, long winter.
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We’re having a heat wave on the Island. When I was up at 2:30 last night to settle my hot, cranky daughter back in her bed, I saw the temperature had only dropped to 24 degrees. Not enough to cool off our house. It was still uncomfortably warm this morning, and now, at mid-afternoon, it’s close to sweltering.
I’m sitting in my office pretending to work but not accomplishing anything. It’s too hot to sit upright. It’s too hot to make my fingers type. Mostly I’m thinking about ice cream, and wondering when Cass will wake from her nap so we can go get some. Until she does, I think I will lie on the bed and watch the ceiling fan go ’round.
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But I will be launching any day – please check back soon.
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