Many Swims (Revisited)

Here we are, late August and the light is changing- the end of summer hovers closer and it's bittersweet. I have a love hate relationship with summer and some days I am so drained by heat and humidity that my brain refuses to function much at all. But these crisp August mornings have created the divine opportunity to get up and jump in to the river whenever I can and it's been a sweet respite from the harsh realities of this year.