Last week, I thought we could sneak in one decent event this week, but I guess not. I’m just hoping we get one last hurrah mid month and then we sit back smoke a cigar and call this a season.
By next weekend he’s going to be looking out at the torch spots every hour to see what has melted. He’ll probably try to convince himself not much has changed hour by hour as the bare spots grow more in size. He’ll start taking the “long” way home which consists of heavy shade to help calm his fears.