When the calendar page turns to the first official day of summer, I begin counting the days until the first official day of fall, as if I can hurry along the seasonal changes. I can appreciate the beauty of summer with green grass, flower blossoms and wearing flip flops, but I am not a fan of heat and humidity. Humidity tends to suck the life out of me so when the air cools in the fall, I feel as if I can breathe again. There are those who profess they love the fall season but worry that winter is just around the corner. I’ll take winter too. One can layer on the clothing to stay warm, but only so much can be taken off to stay cool in the summer heat. You know what I mean?
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