First Peach

Summer has hit NYC. It's been in the high nineties all weekend, and everyone is sweating.

But I enjoyed it. I spent a good portion of both days in the park seeking two new super multi-geocaches. The heat felt good. It felt like home. I had my first summer peach. I had my first little spot of color from the sun. I had that first blissful moment of walking into an air conditioned building from the summer heat. I prefer it spring, I prefer it to be somewhere around 75 or 80... but I sure do like this better than winter.

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