Hot Summer Nights

After Stacy finished nursing Grayson and put him to bed, the two of us sat outside on our front porch drinking chilled beverages and watching Delilah scan the yard for signs of life.

I've never been one to do this in the heat of summer.  I prefer fall evenings with a little nip in the air.  Last night was probably one of the worst nights to try something like this; the temperature had settled into the high 70s, but the humidity from the day only seemed to be worse as the air cooled.  It was like sitting in a sauna that had been shut off about an hour ago.

Oddly,though, I found the whole experience refreshing.  Stacy and I actually got to talk about our days.  Delilah seemed to have fun.  It felt, in many ways, like a meditation... like my personal sweat lodge.  I guess when the air gets that thick, everything just slows down a bit.

I might have to suggest it again tonight.