This August has been the mildest (read: comfortable) I can remember, and possibly the coolest on record. What began as a sultry, vivacious summer (yes, "summer" and not "woman") has gone benign, with not more than five thundershowers (no, not even storms) over the past sixty days or so. But you can't argue with pleasant weather, especially when you have Saturday afternoons that look like this:
Care of the greatest investment I ever made. Much more beautiful than Colorado. But then we don't have zombies.