I'm sure it is hotter in other parts of the country so I guess I can't really complain but Colorado Springs isn't supposed to be 97 degrees plus for weeks on end. We need a cooling rain shower but the skies look clear. The garden is loving it (especially the cosmos.) We ate the first cucumbers from the garden last night, they were just like I remembered from summer's past. My father always grew tomatoes and cucumbers at the beach-house and we were spoiled with cucumbers all summer long. Memories of tomato salads and marinated cucumbers and my mother's delicious pineapple-mint iced tea.
Two more weeks until I'm done with school, it hardly seems possible...but when I look at all the writing I've done its been a long 2 1/2 years. Looking forward to getting back to regular blogging but this afternoon the hammock under the mock orange tree is calling my name.
The Writing Nag