Today feels like Utah; like late summer vacations with my family to see our Uncle Mark and his family in their small Utah town. It feels like standing behind their house and looking down into the valley at the patchwork of fields. The wind today has blown away whatever makes Brooklyn smell like Brooklyn, and left just the clean smell of trees and warm earth.
It's been hot here. On the weather.com map, our area of the country is deep red, like it has a bad sunburn or is suffering from heat stroke. Yesterday was all Brooklyn--humidity and sticking to the couch and a popsicle and lots of ice. But today is Utah.