Sometimes in winter I’ll have the foolish notion that I miss summer. And why not? Days filled with eating warm, summer fruit right off the tree, swimming in the pool with the kids, harvesting fresh tomatoes and peppers. Then I remember the week long stretches of 110+ F heat. Oh yeah, that’s why I don’t miss summer.
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Okay, say the following in the voice of an upset three year old: I can do it myself! This was (still is?) me throughout much of my life. I would say ask 
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