5 Minutes Of My Day - Too hot to be outside

The temperature is 34 C. (93.2 F.) and with the humidity it feels like 48 C. (118.4 F) and it is too hot to be outside so I sit inside drapes drawn against the heat and to busy work.  I have included the poem Heat by Archibald Lampman because describes the summer heat so well.

Heat

By Archibald Lampman Canadian poet 1861-1899

From plains that reel to southward, dim, The road runs by me white and bare;

Up the steep hill it seems to swim Beyond, and melt into the glare.

Upward half way, or it may be Nearer the summit, slowly steals

A hay-cart, moving dustily With idly clacking wheels.

By his cart’s side the wagoner  Is slouching slowly at his ease,

Half-hidden in the windless blur  Of white dust puffing to his knees.

This wagon on the height above,  From sky to sky on either hand,

Is the sole thing that seems to move  In all the heat-held land.

Beyond me in the fields the sun  Soaks in the grass and hath his will;

I count the marguerites one by one; Even the buttercups are still.

On the brook yonder not a breath  Disturbs the spider at the midge.

The water-bugs draw close beneath  The cool gloom of the bridge.

Where the far elm-tree shadows flood  Dark patches in the burning grass,

The cows, each with her peaceful cud,  Lie waiting for the heat to pass.

From somewhere on the slope near by  Into the pale depth of the noon

A wandering thrush slides leisurely  His thin revolving tune.

In intervals of dreams I hear  The cricket from the droughty ground;

The grass-hoppers spin into mine ear  A small innumerable sound.

I lift my eyes somewhat to gaze  The burning sky-line blinds my sight:

The woods far off are blue with haze:  The hills are drenched in light.

And yet to me not this or that  Is always sharp or always sweet;

In the sloped shadow of my hat  I lean at rest, and drain the heat;

Nay more, I think some blessed power Hath brought me wandering idly here:

In the full furnace of this hour  My thoughts grow keen and clear.

2017 In Jacksonville Ill visiting with Great John

2016 Driving home after a wonder date night at the movies

2015 Arriving in Lipton Saskatchewan under smoke filled skies.

2014 Finishing a summer top for mother.

Grandma Snyder

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