Cool Southwest

I’ll say it because it’s probably never been said before: I’m looking forward
to a trip later this week from Syracuse to Albuquerque for a break from the
.  Of course, the idling Central New York hot spell (record highs,
pollen-dust haze, and hellacious discomfort of everything’s sweat-tacky) is supposed to drift
off just about the time I board the jetliner.

Pretty much unrelated: Ph. is hard-casted to the knee for the next two weeks. 
After that, no rehab.  To get it back to kicker’s strength, the doc
recommended power-walking (only for the two-week window after the cast’s off).