We don't… like it hot, that is. Well, I don't more than Roger doesn't, but both of us hate being cooped up in the house while the temperatures soar over 100 degrees day after day. You know us, we're outdoors people. We like being able to hike around any time and not have to think about the weather. We like to work in the garden, and not just run out in the early morning to check on things, before heading back in to hide. A winter day with 18 inches of new snow on the ground only makes us wonder if we have enough gear to take a walk somewhere. Not this heat though, we live our days inside with the indoor and outdoor shades drawn. That's just plain WRONG.
We're having our house painted over the next ten days or so starting Monday. I don't know how house painters are going to fare. I keep reminding myself that they must know how to manage, it's their job, and it does get HOT in the Sierra foothills. But still, shouldn't they be home in their cool houses with the shades drawn too? We've been planning on this paint job for quite some time. Unfortunately it's coinciding with this crazy heatwave.
In preparation for the house to go from cool blue to deep barn red, we had to move a bunch of stuff like hummingbird feeders and the outdoor shades that protect us from the relentless sun. The birds did not like that little trick at all. Even though the feeders are not more than ten feet away and totally obvious, they complained quite a bit about having to make this outrageous adjustment. I think they were probably saying, "On top of this insane heat, you moved our feeders?"