Iced Tea

So summer is coming to it's close. The Cicada's sing in the trees, the humid days have waned and nights have become cool. This year I felt jipped, summer seemed only to last a few weeks before ending. A lot of people complain of summers sweltering heat, praying for seventy degrees days and cool shade. Not me though, give me the heat. I'll take cool shade but make me sweat. I want to feel I've earned the crisp air of autumn time. Anyway, I was thinking back to those few 90 degree days in early August we had here in Pennsylvania. I remembered—Iced Tea. Nothing is a refreshing as a cold glass of ice tea when you are thirsty. I was drinking it in the morning in place of coffee it was so good at the time. Get a big pickle jar fill it with the tea you've brewed once it has cooled, add some fresh mint, some sugar and lots of ice. Stir it well, take time to listen to the ice cubes jingle off the sides of the jar too. Pour a tall glass and gulp it, don't sip it. That's what the second glass is for.
Sit back read a book, put on a record and watch that jar sweat. Any how, just thinking.