Finally Summer
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Our cool spell is over, it would appear, and the sloppy clouds that for weeks and weeks hung all over the sky like sailors on shore leave, by turns belligerent and maudlin, are squeezing themselves into their puffy white uniforms and trying to stand up to some sort of attention before putting out to sea.
And the sun is out, strutting around like a local tough who knows better than to try his luck when a ship’s in port. No more low profile for this guy, it’s his town again now. Every ray like a slap on the back and a sly wink. Best friends with everyone. What’ll it be? Line ‘em up and keep ‘em comin’.
Either way, we get stuck with the tab.
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Posted to Weather • 2003.08.03 (Sun) • 21:38
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Posted by Silus Grok 2003.08.03, 23:09
Lovely, lovely prose.
Of course, around here it’s 100 degrees day-in and day -out… and we’re all praying for rain, what with this being our fifth consecutive year of draught.
sigh
Posted by pixelkitty 2003.08.04, 11:38
lovely post. such vivid images it brings to the mind.
Posted by Kristen 2003.08.05, 23:13
Only you could make “it’s fucking hot, isn’t it?” into such a wonderful read. I’m in awe of your command of words.
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