Fleeting Summer

It’s Summer, its nearly the end of June and already I can feel the season waning. The heat is unrelenting and I look forward to the first real thunderstorm of the season. Its almost too hot though right now for a storm to form let alone for rain to fall in any form but virga. This heat is early for this time of year. We usually don’t get this kind of heat until latter July or August. Even though we are less then a week from Summer Solstice already I am sensing darker mornings as I leave for work, just a few minutes but it is not as light as the same time last week.
Next week June ends, the fourth of July hits before weekend and another holiday gone. July is the “Dead Zone “ for summer. The beginning of so called” real heat”. Industry slows down as vacations move into high gear. Oh I still believe that July will be the vacation month, true people will not be driving or flying away from the city and state as they once did but believe me, they will still using their “vacation time” and the bureaucracy will slow. Meeting will be held but will be poorly attend or may cancelled—this maybe even more evident this year as the great gas challenge continues on the American people and the world. In Utah, it’s citizens are blessed with a second holiday in July, a holiday which even over shadows the 4th of July. The 24th of July, sort of a State Founder’s Day where just about everything shuts down, except Federal agencies like post offices and businesses, which are headquartered out of state. A great parade is head down the State street of Salt Lake city and similar parades are held in the smaller towns, communities and even neighborhood throughout Utah. Ending in firework events shaming what ever was done over the 4th. By the first of August the “system” start cranking over again, resident wipe the vacation “sleep” from their eyes and get back to the job, refocus and head toward Fall. As I write this it still sounds like a lot of time but in ten weeks we will be into hardcore Autumn cool nights with serious threats of frost.
I could have enjoyed a free meal today but chose to pass. The boss treated, today one of the committee met to discuss their issues and the /council purchases lunch for the council member. Today the boss included the rest of the staff. The boss chose a small Italian place down the street a couple of blocks: Caputos. Caputos is OK but I think they are a bit over rated. The do mostly cold cuts on hard crusted bread which can wear a person out trying to chew it. Caputos makes an ok salad but a salad is a salad, who orders a salad when the meal is free? Chapman, my partner , her on the phones, did not order lunch either but that is a different issue entirely, Chapman feels guilty for having the company buy her lunch I tied to talk her into the “free lunch” but finally it was to hot to argue and I needed to escape on my own lunch hour…I let the little martyr enjoy her home made salad.