I’m enjoying my front porch hideout while I can.

We are having unseasonably cooler weather – and by cooler I mean instead of 90% humidity it’s 80% humidity.

It’s 84° but it feels like 97° – in the sun.

But in the shade of my porch with the breeze blowing gently, it’s tolerable.

Because it’s morning still, I haven’t been bothered by any Noseeum’s or mosquitoes… that I know of.

Soon enough, my time on the porch will be very limited, because the bugs in the heat will be unbearable.

But today, I’m hidden behind the hedges. The tree branches bow down and protect me from the top. The fern jumps in to add more coverage.

My sweet little Australian Shepherd sits next to me, watching for squirrels.

I’m watching the trees sway. Listening to the cicadas as they fire up and then settle back down. I try to identify bird song as I watch them fly from bush to tree and back.

If peace could come by osmosis, I would be calm as calm can be.

It’s worth a shot at least.