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Blue skies smilin’ at me

Blue skies smilin’ at me
It’s summer again here in Maine, with a week of ninety degrees and sunny, sunny, sunny. There is nary a cloud to mar these serene skies, and not a drop of rain ’til Friday. If I was the sunscreen, sand in your shorts, beach-y type, I’d be swooning. Unfortunately, I’m a ghostly pale homebody with a penchant for sweaters. Ah, but really, who could hate these late summer revivals? And to think we almost retired the air conditioners last weekend.