Tiniest Hint of Fall

This morning, for the briefest period of time, a cool wind carried the promise of fall weather.  It didn't last long, though, and no sooner had Becca and I started to climb our first hill than the temperature started to rise as the sun blazed down from a clear sky.  About half an hour ago, when I took Becca for her afternoon ride, it felt as if we were climbing into a blast furnace when we got into RAV4.  I couldn't get the windows down fast enough and turn the air conditioner up to the highest setting before we felt as if we were baking.  We've been really hot this summer, and the heat just doesn't seem to want to abate.