AROUND THE SQUARE
Somehow hot is easier to handle when it’s supposed to be hot.
Like summer in Texas.
Or summer most places.
The Deep South.
The deserts of the Southwest.
But some heat can be abnormal.
Like when it’s 90 degrees in the mountains.
You’re a mile high up in the sky.
Cozied up to the scorching sun.
And often, no air conditioning.
Unless there’s a lake nearby.
People drop dead in San Francisco when it gets hot.
No air conditioning.
Same thing in England.
A “sceptered isle.”
Sea breezes and fog prevail.
Better to be hot where hot is the norm.
And have air conditioning.
United Heat & Air can fix you right up.
Ice cream at Grunts.
Sweet tea at Willow Creek Café.
Others shed their mortal coil.
And depart from this world on a hot day.
Merging back into the infinite.
The galaxy of eternal essence.
The Milky Way.
Summer won’t last forever.
Renee Walker is a poet, writer, and real estate broker on the Square with her canine assistant, Buster.