Ten minutes to write. Less time to read.

There are two days left in August, and the dog days have finally arrived for a shortened stay. Or maybe an extended September visit.

What are dog days?  According to Wikipedia, they are the “hottest period of the year” most commonly experienced in July and August.  But this summer, there wasn’t a dog to be found until yesterday. And today.  And maybe tomorrow.

If you think like I do, then we were lucky this year.  The summer’s temperatures were cool for the most part, which meant there were few ninety degree days and no one hundred degree ones. There was enough rain to avoid sincere watering day in and day out, and grilling outside wasn’t a humidity challenge.  It was glorious.

Still, with the Labor Day Holiday within range, there is a sentimental feeling that summer has eluded us.