Okay, so I'm sure I'm not the only one tired of the heat.
Not everybody lives here in the Southeast, which is apparently the sweaty armpit of the U.S., but ye gods this has been a hot summer. I am so ready for it to end. The end of scorching days and nearly passing out every time I mow the lawn and ozone alerts and the hostas I worked so hard to plant in the spring and which looked so nice for 6 weeks getting crispier and deader every day. The end of not being able to drag myself out of bed and go for a run because it's 85 degrees at 8:30 a.m. And I am definitely ready for the end of stratospherically-high electric bills.
Which is why the trees in our back yard presented me with a VERY welcome sight earlier this week:
Now, if the weather would just follow suit, I'd be a really happy camper.