We went for a good walk at Rondeau Provincial Park on New Year’s Eve. What was a dank, dark, gloomy day at home became an agreeable day at the lakeshore. While some might have grumbled a bit about the total absence of snow, I will (and did) gladly accept what The Maker Of All Things saw fit to grace us with that day.
We are in the throes of a late summer/early fall heat wave, the likes of which I don’t remember experiencing during my ten years in Canada. The noontime outdoor temperature is 30C or 88F (the upper left large number in the image). The indoor temperature is 25C or 77F which is surprisingly tolerable with the drapes and windows are closed, ceiling fan running. I will likely fire up the a/c soon though – Faye has more than earned the right to be comfortable for a while before heading to work for Day . . . 30?
I’m not particularly complaining about this heat (though I thought I left late September heat waves in Texas!); my mewling complaint would accomplish nothing more than reminding me of my discomfort. My attitude is more a matter of wow, this is a remarkable event and one to accept, endure with as much grace as possible.