July 24, 2006

We're all sweating under the swealtering sun these days.  And those of us who choose to live in the Northwest are especially grousy about the heat. 

No matter that we generally have electricity, and we're likely to work in offices with air conditioning.  We grouse anyway.

I found this photo that reminds me of the beauty of water and sun together.  It's from a trip I took a couple of years ago to the Amalfi Coast of Italy. 

There were seven of us, and we stayed in a place called the Cave of Figs, which was a home a doctor there spent 30 years literally carving along a cliff. 

I can sit here in Portland, Oregon, and remember vividly how it felt.  It was hot, much like it is today.  The pool was divine. Frankly, the insects were miserable, as was I most of the time I was out of the water. 

But my memories of the time, the pool, our friends (and even the heat) are golden.  

This too, shall pass.

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