
August is a time to escape city heat if at all possible. The humidity and high temps are bad enough but the streets and sidewalks emit their own special kind of heat upward; and buildings don't allow for much air flow.
Plus human tempers can ramp up as high as climate temps.
I recently escaped the city heat by heading north, and enjoyed hunkering down in a remote cabin in the Poconos far from the madding crowds, with a babbling brook as the primary sound. It was surreal, certainly out character for my lifestyle, but what a needed change!
One afternoon, I walked outside the cabin onto the front porch and looked right and there was a deer tentatively looking at me through the thick brush. Slowly, slowly I lifted my phone and took a picture while the deer stood still. I then sat down and started to read a book but out of the corner of my eye I could see the deer poking around, in no hurry, and then she eventually wandered away.
The time in the cabin was kind of an extended meditation and it was just what I needed. This was not my first campaign with escaping this way and it won't be my last.
It took a few days to get my city brain fully engaged when I got home. But there is, in fact, no place like home.