How strange to spend the earliest days of August windows open, a mild breeze wafting through the house! I nearly pinched myself-- the weather has been more like summers past spent in an oceanfront cottage in Maine, or in a cabin on an island in a little lake in Wisconsin, or even in a condo in Rochester, Minnesota. Going to bed without cranking the a/c dares me to dream of spending summers somewhere else.
But where?
(and what about those winters?)
No comments:
Post a Comment