It was a hot and dry day. The town’s swimming pool was open; from a block away I could hear those shrieks that are particular to kids playing in a pool. It seemed so summery and normal which made me think about going in to take pictures of the swimmers. (I know! I thought about photographing people. Must have been a bit of a heat stroke.) I didn’t go in, though, because that seemed creepy and intrusive, and because this woman and her family created a nice enough tableau as they paused to pay their admission fee that I didn’t need to go any further.
Getting our hopes up
Our summer started out with cool weather and more-than-normal rainfall. But it soon got over that, and now it seems like maybe it’s never rained here. Ever. Not even a drop. And it’s hot, too – at or above 100 degrees for days at a time.
And that makes it seem like maybe this sign is being unnecessarily cruel.
(I am heading shortly to Chicago for a conference, where the high temperatures are forecast to be in the 70s. My work colleague and I had a discussion about packing; neither one of us can recall the right kind of clothes for that sort of weather.)
Lubbock County, Texas