I bound down the stairs and out the door to my car. I squint against the sun and nearly speed walk to my parking spot. Although it’s 90 degrees outside, after eight hours of air conditioned existence I look forward to the intense and welcoming warmth of my car.
Cardinals chirp in nearby woods while mockingbirds sing their protest songs.
As I turn the key to unlock the driver’s side door, on the passenger’s seat I notice something brand new to me (click any pic to enlarge).
I’m fortunate that it was nothing irreplaceable or expensive. As one who has lived in spots featuring summers topping 100 degrees and stored a selection of CD’s in his car since 1990, I’m surprised this has never happened to me before now.
Reminder to self: do not ever leave anything plastic and valuable in the car in spring or summer in Texas.
(Before anyone asks, the CD came out looking much better than the case, but was warped enough that it would not play.)