During hot weather, I attempt to keep cool (a relative term) with a glass of ice water by my chair. I drink the water, then crunch the ice cubes. This summer I drank enough water to float a battleship and crunched enough ice to sink the Titanic and still sweat like a horse. Oh well.
The onset of cooler nights has sent me in s different direction. After sundown, the doors that have stood open for months get closed and I head to the kitchen to make a cup of cocoa or hot cider to sip and warm my hands. Cats that had the sense to lie in front of doors hoping for a breeze once again pile on my lap for warmth. The bedtime battle for blankets has begun. If I don't get settled before they do, the fifty-pound behemoths weigh them down and I don't get my share.
We got a good steady rain last night. There is still standing water on the deck, and that's a good thing. If nothing else, the rain might help the firefighters on the line at the Caldor fire. My robe and long-unused slippers feel good this morning.
Stay safe. Be well.
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