August 1st, the beginning of the end of the hot season. This is the month summer really gets over itself. The intense heat is usually gone this month; the kids prepare or return to school. The vacations wind down and people prepare for the season change coming soon. I love the fall and all of its beauty, but I do not like winter, I hang on to August like it is the last rung on the ladder. I want to enjoy each warm humid morning and savor the evening heat, storing it in my mind until it returns next June or July. I am sure those that do not enjoy the hot weather are glad when August rolls around; I am not one of those people.
Monday, August 1, 2011
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