It’s the heat and the humidity. I hate them both. Heat and Humidity, the dastardly duo. I cannot wait to see them leave. Unwanted guests, they are.
We waited so long for summer that I thought I would welcome any and all aspects of it when it finally arrived. I was wrong.
I am wrung out with an upset stomach and hair that hangs unappealingly.
Thank you, dewpoints in the 70’s.
Remember that song? I have it entrenched in my mind with all the talk of Hurricane Bill.
We lucked out. It stayed a safe distance from the East Coast, leaving big waves and a little wind in his wake.
Andy and I went out searching for the big waves on Saturday night, not too successfully. Bill was not strong enough to send the waves crashing into our protected cove. We did find a bit of a larger wave but the fog rolled in so that the water was not even visible. We had to give up and go have some ice cream. What else is a person to do? (I had a banana frappe, my personal fav)
*sorry to you facebook friends for the repeat of the pictures*
There is cooler weather forcasted for next weekend. I’m not sure I can make it that long…