Perfect Summer.

When it's hot enough to fry an egg on the street,
We forget about the real pleasures of summer.
Yesterday they slithered through the cracking temperature.
Just for a minute.

Sweet summer corning spilling in every direction.

Juicy Beefsteak tomatoes, sweet and dripping, tasted by passersby.

Patty-pan Squash as big as my hands, waiting to be grilled.

and of course.
A smiling line surrounds the Big Gay Ice Cream Truck
only in New York.

Its almost August and the evening light already looks more yellow and friendly than it did just a few weeks ago. Perfect summer weather is coming, I know it.