Steaming

Where are we, Ohio? So humid, sticky, burgeoning with moisture and heat; makes running painless, though molasses-y. We decided to walk up to a party given in honor of a young Lebanese exchange student, about a four mile trek. We could see a weather system approaching slowly; thunderstorms were predicted. The hosts of the party, childless, bravely took in a teenager for an entire school year. He came literally from a war zone, southern Lebanon, into the comfort and peace of a Seattle neighborhood. His year here was great, he said, and he feels as if he's been given a good start on his life. The exchange experience was terrific for all concerned.
We got a ride home right as the storms broke, and the night cooled down delightfully.