I hate that.
To all of you suffering in heat around the country, I'm sorry. I know you are looking forward to the cooler temps of fall. And I wish that for you, as well.
But for me, the end of July is bittersweet. August is traditionally beautiful here. Cool nights and mornings, gorgeous warm afternoons. The light at sunset has a magical glow. You can't ask for better days. If ever you were to visit Seattle, do it in August.
However, August also means that it's almost over. Back to school, fall, cold and wet weather, the rush of holidays, it's all just around the corner.
I've waited for months, holding my moods together with fraying threads, for the calm and happiness that the sunshine brings. And just like that, as soon as I settle in to that happy place, it threatens to leave again.
The days will tick by, the reminder always in the back of my head that this calm period is fleeting.
For now I will only look at the gorgeous days before me. I will stock up on sunny thoughts, sunny activities, sunny days. And hope they hold me through the winter.