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Dog Days

Elm trees are folding their leaves Like umbrellas after a river storm The weeping willow quietly grieves, In summer heat neither conceives That only mid-December relieves This is Dog Day's scorching norm, Elm trees are folding their leaves Like umbrellas after a river storm.
Written July 22, 2022

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Date: 7/22/2022 9:21:00 PM
Oh, my goodness, Hank, it will be 102 degrees in Kansas today! This is so apt for us!
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L MILTON HANKINS
Date: 7/23/2022 9:34:00 AM
The heat can be very oppressive and dangerous for older folks like me. I cannot imagine being homeless and not having an air-conditioned shelter. Many of them will be the casualties this summer. So sad.
Date: 7/22/2022 8:16:00 PM
Dog days are here for a little while. Turn the air conditioning on and have yourself a refreshing Coke...
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L MILTON HANKINS
Date: 7/23/2022 9:35:00 AM
Ah, but as my urologist would say, "Drink water!!!" He's adamantly opposed to soft drinks, but I don't think he can convince me entirely. I'm trying to drink more water, though.
Date: 7/22/2022 3:38:00 PM
It's been too darn hot. At least we had rain twice today, so it didn't get about 85. Elm leaves curling... sounds like you're ready for Fall.
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L MILTON HANKINS
Date: 7/22/2022 5:06:00 PM
Oh, not quite yet, I hope. It was 93 degrees here today, according to my car thermometer, but I suspect it was hotter than that.