Foreshadowing of Summer

Cloudy day at the park. The temperature was in the upper 70s. As the doggies and I left Camp Toenges, there was a pleasant breeze whisking away the humidity. We walked around the park in enjoying the day We turned a corner, the breeze stopped, and the humidity settled over me like a wet blanket, reminding me that the precious spring weather will not last all year. Ten steps. I began to curse summer in Middleville for coming so early this year. Another ten steps and breeze started up again. Spring triumphant. For now.