OMG, that is brutal! That is way beyond sitting on the deck with a glass of wine! That's time to go into hiding! And what's the humidity to go with that? Melting point?
Anneke, I did not think to check the humidity then. Now, it is 8:30, only 97 degrees and 54% humidity. I ain't going outside. Naw! not me . Wine inside tonight!
The thing is...when you are somewhere in the southeast, say...GEORGIA...you can go to the beach and pretend like it's supposed to be 102 degrees. But when you are landlocked, you just hibernate in the house and pray to the good Lord above that the AC holds out until October. I would love to complain about the temps that my car is registering right now, but Neal tells me it's topping out at 115 right now. But it's a dry heat. So there's that, I guess. ;)
What could be nicer than watching the seasons come and go in the garden. I hope to retire in about three years and spend more time just digging in the dirt. I'm not a professional gardener, but enjoy putting my hands in the dirt and seeing what happens.
For now, let's enjoy it together!
Wow--that's crazy hot. Take care of yourself.
ReplyDeleteOMG, that is brutal! That is way beyond sitting on the deck with a glass of wine! That's time to go into hiding! And what's the humidity to go with that? Melting point?
ReplyDeleteI understand your pain!
ReplyDeleteWe're all feeling it - like 75% of the country!
ReplyDeleteAnneke, I did not think to check the humidity then. Now, it is 8:30, only 97 degrees and 54% humidity. I ain't going outside. Naw! not me . Wine inside tonight!
Sleep well, all.
Oh dear friend....you must be melting. In AZ we have crazy hot weather also....so I can relate.
ReplyDeleteJo
I second that emotion.
ReplyDeletexo Jane
Eeek! All I can say is ...I sure hope you have AC!
ReplyDeleteThat made me laugh :)... short and sweet or short and hot!...
ReplyDeleteOver here its dull, wet and cardi weather I've hardly been out in my garden, too wet x
Weather is just crazy this year for highs.
ReplyDeleteStreuth! xx
ReplyDeleteThe thing is...when you are somewhere in the southeast, say...GEORGIA...you can go to the beach and pretend like it's supposed to be 102 degrees. But when you are landlocked, you just hibernate in the house and pray to the good Lord above that the AC holds out until October. I would love to complain about the temps that my car is registering right now, but Neal tells me it's topping out at 115 right now. But it's a dry heat. So there's that, I guess. ;)
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