Sunday summer came. The temperature rushed up over 90 without much warning. The girls giggled, put on bathing suits and flaunted the holy grail of summer footwear, flip-flops. We all sweated a bit and shifted sleeping arrangements when we discovered the upper AC unit had blown a capacitor over winter (the ice storm?). But, it is lovely -- the warmth. Later, it will be too hot, no longer fun. But, right now, we are all greeting the true summer clothes like long lost friends.