Heat Dome Diaries

Field notes from an Austin summer: triple digits, grid alerts, dead lawns and the long wait for the first cold front.

It is not the heat. It is the heat.

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Somewhere Near Waco, Allegedly

The final Heat Dome Diaries can't end until the cold front shows up, so I put a lawn chair at the north end of my street, faced Waco, and waited like a man expecting a contractor.

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Seventy-Four and Dressed for Fargo

The thermostat clicked off at dawn for the first time since May, and by 7:15 the whole city was in fleece. I went out to witness the one morning Austin pretends it lives somewhere with seasons.

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Another branch of the complaint tree