I love a summer lull.
That breath a summer takes right about now, inhaling one last gulp of hot, humid air before slowly exhaling the long warm breeze that slides us into fall. There, now I’ve said the f-word and spoiled things, but with back-to-school stuff replacing the pool supply aisles, it’s happening whether we like it or not.
And so I slip into a gray robe after a quick swim, sprawling my legs onto the ottoman and settling in for an evening of trash TV courtesy of Bravo and some Real Housewives. I’ll cleanse my palette with an episode of ‘The Golden Girls’ before heading to bed. Even in summer, this world can feel cold. These small comforts ease the evening.
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