But I don't mind. The heat warnings and Code Oranges roll right past me. It's the middle of July. It's supposed to be hot!
So I keep walking, keep eating dinner on the deck, keep bouncing on the trampoline (those last two in the evening, when it's "only" 90). I'm lucky. I work in an air-conditioned office, sleep in an air-conditioned house. I'm dabbling in summer.
Still, it's nice to have it here.