65 degrees at 6:57am already feels too warm, knowing full well it will be 87 by the day’s end.
I know I will miss these warm mornings, with the Canadian fires hanging in the air, creating the eeriest, most beautiful sunrises and sunsets…
Come late December, after the equinox, when the sun doesn’t rise till after I’m on the 312… With temperatures hanging around 40; that’s when I’ll miss these heavy, red mornings.
I miss the rain even more. Quite ready for a massive, drenching downpour.
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