It is almost July.
By now, you're feeling the Fresnan's conundrum. You love it, but it. is. just. so. dang. hot.
It becomes a passive, lazy kind of love. You want to shout it from the roof tops, but dear God, there just is no shade there.
It's easy to blog about how fabulous our city is when I have a hot mocha in front of me and am enjoying the fact that I don't have to actually bundle up in January, but not as easy to be witty with heatstroke and sunburn.
My husband just might kill me for another 31 day stint of Fresno-lovin' madness, but the time for blogging it up is NOW! See you all, poolside, on July 1st for 31 Days of Fresno: Summer Edition.
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