"Do what we can; summer will have its flies." ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
Ugh. Summer has arrived with a vengeance, in her finest array of heat and humidity. We're in the throes of a heat wave here - it was 100 yesterday and is supposed to stay in the upper 90's through Tuesday. And the humidity, of course, just hangs over everything with this awful haze that makes you sweat the minute you step out of the shower...
So I decided to take one more crack at revising Summer's Song yesterday, with all my readers' comments in hand. Maybe it was the heat (I'm hoping) but all I saw were the problems. I had to put it down again after an hour because I was so aggravated with it.
Maybe I'll spend today in the nice cool basement and try again.