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Highs and Lows of Summer
“The summer night is like a perfection of thought.” Wallace Stevens
In San Francisco, where I lived for decades, summer nights were chilly. I’d bundle up in a turtleneck and wooly sweater, and on the occasion when I got invited to baseball games in the now-discarded Candlestick Park, I’d bring along gloves, a hat, and if I could withstand the ridicule, a down sleeping bag. Then, summer was a wistful season, as I pictured couples on romantic getaways at the sun-drenched beach, while I huddled in my apartment, watching old movies, by the heater.
Image: Two Kneeling Figures, 1966, by Wayne Thiebaud
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