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It isn't the middle of March yet. I'm running the AC. Just for a little while, to cool the place down a bit before I go to bed. (I can't abide having it running when I'm trying to sleep, even in the most sweltering depths of summer.)
It was well over 80 today. On my lunchtime photographic excursion, I found myself reminded that I really don't do too well in the summers here. The days of wandering blissfully in the noonday sun, snapping pictures of every flower that catches my eye, are numbered. I think I may even be a little sunburned.
It was well over 80 today. On my lunchtime photographic excursion, I found myself reminded that I really don't do too well in the summers here. The days of wandering blissfully in the noonday sun, snapping pictures of every flower that catches my eye, are numbered. I think I may even be a little sunburned.