We’re Having a Heat Wave; a Tropical Heat Wave

 We’re Having a Heat Wave
We have had what seemed like an endless cold winter with winds that have made going outside a real chore. The snowfall kept the road crew and snow plow busy filling and refilling my driveway. It’s noot fair that they have such huge machines and my only weapon is a scoop shovel, but I was able to hold my own and managed to keep my emergency exit passable.
Even this spring seemed to be an extension of the long, damp weather. Rain and sleet came in and stayed after a brief reprieve. It was a teasing glancce at warmth and sunshine until the curtain of rain and chilly temperatures moved back in. It was as though springtime was trying to commit suicide and drown itself. It was reluctant to share the sky with sunshine.
However, spring has tossed aside its wet blanket and has blazed forth into summer without warning. Heat and humidity have replaced the reluctant spring. Although I haven’t been plagued by the fierce storms that has caused the severe flooding like neighboring states, the storms have wreaked havoc nearby uprooting trees and damaging homes.
I usually mow my lawn once a week, but wasn’t able to do it this past week. After I finished mowing only about one quarter of the grass, I heard a “thunk” and the blades were no longer engaged. I called the local John Deere shop to schedule an appointment. When I spoke to a salesperson, he thought it might be a belt. They called back Saturday while I was away, so I’ll find out today when they will be able to come and repair it.
Bah humbug, even on a riding mower it will be a hot chore in these hot days. I heard the weather man pass along all these heat warnings and thought when I was a kid, we ran an played during similar “heat wave” days with only the shade and water from a garden hose as protection. We didn’t have sun protection cream. If we stayed out too long, we burned, turned red, and our skin peeled. Mom would dab on vinegar or Sea Breeze liquid to cool the burn and ease the sting.
We’re Having a Heat Wave
We have had what seemed like an endless cold winter with winds that have made going outside a real chore. The snowfall kept the road crew and snow plow busy filling and refilling my driveway. It’s noot fair that they have such huge machines and my only weapon is a scoop shovel, but I was able to hold my own and managed to keep my emergency exit passable.
Even this spring seemed to be an extension of the long, damp weather. Rain and sleet came in and stayed after a brief reprieve. It was a teasing glancce at warmth and sunshine until the curtain of rain and chilly temperatures moved back in. It was as though springtime was trying to commit suicide and drown itself. It was reluctant to share the sky with sunshine.
However, spring has tossed aside its wet blanket and has blazed forth into summer without warning. Heat and humidity have replaced the reluctant spring. Although I haven’t been plagued by the fierce storms that has caused the severe flooding like neighboring states, the storms have wreaked havoc nearby uprooting trees and damaging homes.
I usually mow my lawn once a week, but wasn’t able to do it this past week. After I finished mowing only about one quarter of the grass, I heard a “thunk” and the blades were no longer engaged. I called the local John Deere shop to schedule an appointment. When I spoke to a salesperson, he thought it might be a belt. They called back Saturday while I was away, so I’ll find out today when they will be able to come and repair it.
Bah humbug, even on a riding mower it will be a hot chore in these hot days. I heard the weather man pass along all these heat warnings and thought when I was a kid, we ran an played during similar “heat wave” days with only the shade and water from a garden hose as protection. We didn’t have sun protection cream. If we stayed out too long, we burned, turned red, and our skin peeled. Mom would dab on vinegar or Sea Breeze liquid to cool the burn and ease the sting.