There were also more joggers/runners out this morning than usual as I suppose they're trying to beat the heat as well. I get jogging/running. I just don't get doing it on a main street filled with traffic at 11am on a scorching hot day. My Mother would say that in that case, it's more to be seen than it is a true passion of exercise.
What would have made yesterday perfect? A balcony. My old balcony in Port Credit. It was recessed, so it was completely private. I was on the 17th floor with nothing in front of me but the sky. I would have had my radio on in the apartment so I could hear it, but not to offend neighbors, a pitcher of ice water with slices of cucumber in it, my Adirondack chair, and a good book.
Today when I was walking with Crockett, I imagined the sound of kids jumping and playing in a pool. To me, that is the sound of summer.
I will not complain about the heat, but I'm not looking forward to the humidity. Humidity is plain cruelty to Pugs.
Here was our walk earlier this morning.
