Jerry CGI+

The forecast says that we are done with temps above 40°C (104°F). There may be a few triple digits yet, but not as intense as we have been seeing this summer. Not only that, but it points to lows in the low 70s this week. But alas, it seems that this August will go down without any rainfall. Some came close last night, but no cigar.

It’s hard to visualize the end of this streak that started in May. It was a long summer, the number of days that saw triple digits was no doubt a record. It sits on 2009 and 2011 without mercy. And everything is still in that mode. The wind will have to turn around, temps drop, schedules change. There is an intellectual relief, but the core still needs convincing. Too soon.

The daylight hours are shrinking at a noticeable pace, morning and evening. The sunlight no longer lights up the sun catchers in the late afternoon, or glares the room. The solar recession is in progress.

It was a warm weekend, 107°F and 108°F. I didn’t stir much. I took care of chores in the mornings and spelunked in the afternoons. Finally making a bit of a dent in the fridge, been slow going. Tamales are gone. One more pulled pork sandwich to go. I got the tuna mac made, but the kitchen hasn’t seen much occupation this weekend. Even the snack drawer hasn’t seen much action. Lumping doesn’t take much fuel.

I will need to wash the household alpaca poncho. It’s been airing out all summer, odor not an issue, but it no doubt needs a decent bath before it cools off. The bathroom has just been too warm to do it.

I guess I should pat myself on the back for having the patience to sit out this summer safely.