what a difference a day (or two) makes

We have been suffering through freakishly hot spring weather. Most days, like Saturday, have been in the mid 90s. This means our summer will be miserable. But I have already lived through the hottest Texas summer on record.

Yesterday afternoon, we welcomed an unexpected cold front. The temperature did not even get above 60 today.

The first photo is of me on Saturday helping my dad water the back lawn. I know we should not be wasting water when we are already in an alarm-stage drought and the entire state is on fire. It does no good to water anyhow. I did help myself to a shower.

The second photo is me this evening frolicking in my yard after a delicious dinner of lasagna. My mom was so excited that I finally got to wear my yellow jacket; sadly, it is probably the only time I will ever get to wear it since it will no longer fit once the cool weather is here to stay in November.

We expect another nice day tomorrow with temperatures only reaching the mid 70s. We plan to spend the entire day, from sun up to sun down, in the yard.

My mom also taught me to say "nice temperature" yesterday. That phrase will have very limited use here.