Give the East Coast a break, Irene. They already have to deal with snow and ice that don’t conveniently melt away in winter, flooding in the spring, and humidity all summer long, not to mention all of the biting flies, bugs, mosquitos, and Lyme Disease. And now EARTHQUAKES! Late summer and early fall is the only reliably pleasant time to live in the east, so give ’em a break, Irene! (Besides: Colorado isn’t big enough to accomodate everyone in the U.S.)
It’s hotter than the hinges of hades here for some reason, but it’s dry and clear, so we’re heading off for our last summer wilderness camping and fishing trip this weekend. In solidarity with my East Coast friends who have had to evacuate, I’ll be sleeping in a tent tonight, not in the comfy cabin pictured on the right. (Interestingly, the lines of that yellow wagon resemble those of Fratguy’s Subaru Outback wagon, the official state car of Colorado.) If you’re on the east coast, I hope you and your households get through the hurricane safe and dry.
In the meantime: am I the only dame d’un certain age who’s had this song running through her head all week long? Come on, Irene! (At least it’s a good late summer song.)