This afternoon, the temperature was 96, so I modified Lucy's new mid-day walk regimen. To avoid the excessive heat, we just meandered around the complex a bit, up and down grassy hills and knolls, so she could have a potty break.
But as we strolled, we were not impressed by this potentially record-setting heat. The sun's angle tinted the light golden, which seemed less threatening than those white-hot days of July. And it was considerably cooler in the shade, perhaps because we were coming off the unseasonably lower temperatures of last week.
At any rate, the takeaway for me is that a late August heatwave just isn't that hot. But perhaps the more significant lesson is that as our planet warms, we will probably all become climate connoisseurs and our extreme weather expertise may well be a survival skill.
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