A blast from the past

Heat is basting us like a hot dog panting.

103 degrees.

In Minnesota.

In June.

Sure feels like climate change to me.


In Texas on days like these, I'd pack up my kids and head to Galveston.. If you can't fight it, join 'em mentality, I suppose. In Minnesota, I whine.

So I thought I'd post a photo of delightful summer day on the beach in 1986 with my first two kidlets, PreciousGrrlChild (left) and EarthDoctorSon (right). RockStarSon was not even the size of a grain of sand when this shot was taken.

May you find sweet breezes to cool hot summer days!