remembering

Summer hasn’t been what I’d call, well, summer, I mean with sun and heat and all…  eventually you’re bound to run out of things to do indoors on rainy days when really you’re longing to be at a lake or hiking or biking or playing some sort of ball game (volleyball, beerball) or sunbathing or sitting out on a porch with a glass of wine or lying in the grass with a spliff. It’s not humane at all to bring a girl into the world during the hottest of summers, installing a need for warmth and sunshine in her and then gradually changing what she knows as summer to five-days-of-rain-and-cold-two-days-of-semi-heat-and-humidity kind of climate. I mean the kind of humidity where lifting a box makes you feel like you just ran a marathon.

So here I am, looking at the last roll of film I had developed, including a batch of bbq photos.

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