Last night we took our first after-dark swim. I don't know why we waited so long. It was a muggy evening and the pool temp was perfect. The cicadas have started up their scratchy song—finally. This summer has been such an odd one weather-wise that I wondered if they were not liking all our coolish days and nights. They seem to like it best when it's humid. We saw one huge bat fly over several times. At least we saw one, but I remember those days when we had so many.
It's nights like this that I will miss when we move back to Colorado in a couple of years. The pool, the cicacadas, the bats, the sheer perfection.
Posted by Lynne on 08/03/2014 at 09:34 AM
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