It always seems delayed.
The high heat lingers throughout the month.

Ninety degrees [F] and higher,
sweaty walks to the car,
cranked up air conditioners.

But then,
it arrives.

An overnight rushing-in of instant coldness.

A coldness hungry to strip away
the embers of summer's warmth.

The relentless biting wind
cutting through clothes and skin,
heading straight for my very bones.

But even so, I enjoy...