Scorching North America

Living in the woods is a blessing, particularly when your not a heat bunny. Trees provide needed shade to maintain moisture and a cooler temperature then open land. When the kids were little we regularly visited my mother who live over one and half hours away in farmland which become the burbs with as much concrete as lawn..On the trip home there was an area where we left well traveled roads turning on to a paved winding country road between rolling hills. The moment the car turned you could feel the temperature drop a good ten degrees and smell the fresh ions in the air. The kids always commented on it by yelling "we're home" even though more than an half hour away, they meant back in our territory rather than the noisy polluted population for the burbs. Our normal temperatures are 5 degrees cooler in summer or winter providing measurable inches more snow. I'll take it even though I've outgrown the fun snow can be, as said I'm not a heat bunny.

Yesterday temps here reached just over 92 degrees it was a scorcher even stepping out to the small brick front walk and loose stone lane the heat rose like opening an oven door. Yes we are country enough to not have paved areas, we are earth friendly allow rain to permeate driving and walking surfaces. Normally there is little heat from these areas placed loosely on the soil, as surrounding woods over power them, but yesterday you could of fried an egg on the car parked in shaded. Heat hit me in the face the moment you opened the door, enveloping me in a breathless blanket that seemed to lack oxygen. Heat which
has taken over 3/4 of the U.S. has that quickly permeated even cool mountain woods. Grass is starting to brown on it's edges and the garden which was watered the night before looked as if it hadn't seen a drink in weeks. This is mild so far as the next three days are nitching to 105 degrees which is nearly unheard of here in the Northeast even in major cities made of concrete.

I'm talking to the plant and mineral spirits telling them to conserve their moisture and we'll drink them nightly what we can when the sun goes down, as even he woods which had received flooding rains are beginning to dry hard. In 46years on the same place I've never seen this kind of heat. Also talking to the rain god asking for just a small shower (we won't be greedy) envisioning just enough to quench the parched clay soil keeping all lush and green during in this uncommon weather.