A melting Kathy here:
Tarts, I am so hot! The house is so hot! What breeze there is comes from the south and as it ripples across the bog, that wide expanse of sunshine heats it up. A cranberry bog may be a form of wet lands but it does nothing to cool things down on a steamy summer day.
Being in New England we usually have moderate temps and when we get these ninety plus heat waves we really feel it. I am blessed to be under the trees and near the pond so it usually is a little cooler here than in town.
I know the rest of the country is suffering even more than we are here in New England. So I thought I would throw up a little relief while we wait for the heat to break. As Sue-Ellen sits in her air-conditioned turret (I can’t convince her to take back all this icky summer weather) finishing her book, we will enjoy the cool view below.
Here is one more picture to enjoy as I attempt to do a little writing.