Seasonal confusion

Rick came back from shopping told me to get my camera and go out on the balcony.

Today it is in the low 90s but the cloud hanging on the top of the Jura resembled blessed snow.

Looking to the left, a tree that is usually green had already put on its fall clothing, perhaps in hopes for a break from the heat.

In all cases, it gave me hope that the summer heat would soon be a thing of the past.