Dear Humidity,
I have a love-hate relationship with you, deeply (and much to my surprise) influenced toward the “love” side of things by the long, hot summer walks I used to take all over DC. Sometimes, I even miss you. Sometimes.
Today I have a short piece about those steamy DC ambles on the City Creatures Blog, “Night Walks.” Here’s an excerpt:
I am grateful for the compassion of the night. Darkness requires no poker face. I am grateful for the companionship of the night. Humidity is soft and clutching.
Check out the whole thing on the City Creatures blog.
