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Move Slowly and Eat Popsicles


We keep our windows open at night, trying to get the bit of crisp air that comes through the mountains.  In years past it’s been enough, every once in a while needing to turn on the fan but usually the breeze sweeping through our room keeping us under covers.  This year the blankets stay mostly at the foot of the bed or tangled up between us so that we’re always pushing them off one and onto the other.


It’s been that kind of summer, so hot and languid that we alternate between sitting inside playing clue on the living room floor to sitting sitting outside drawing chalk figures on the patio cement.  The kids keep saying lets not go anywhere today.  We are having fun doing simpler things.  We move slowly.  We eat popsicles.


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