The heat finally broke this past week.

This little corner of the world has been running a fever since May.  Working at camp the first time, I think, inoculated me against the hot and humid weather.  It doesn’t seem to bother me, other than to get me dreaming about fall. The buildings here don’t have air conditioning, so you just get used to sweat dripping down your stomach while eating in the dining hall and sitting around the benches during evening trading post. It would be nice if it wasn’t oppressive at five in the morning.

But you also know that day will come.

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