That's how Canadian summers are -- short and sweet. We're at that stage of summer when the end is starting to be in sight. The cicadas buzz during the afternoon, but the crickets have begun their late summer chirping by dinner time. The afternoons are hot (25C/ 78F), but the nights are cooling off (12C/ 54F). The goldenrod is coming into bloom, the sign during my childhood that school was not far off. Today is perfect. No humidity to speak of, a gentle breeze wafting up from the lake, the back deck's bounty ready for the soup pot.
Bill's birthday cake was out of the oven before noon (to keep the heat there at a bearable level).