Hot, Hot, Hot!

It's 112 degrees in the shade of my patio cover. The pool is a balmy 87 degrees, and the cloud cover is not letting my precious delta breezes into the vineyards and strawberry fields. Our little corner of the NorCal valley is on fire. We have had a bonafide heat wave with temps 100 degrees or above for over a week. Normally, every night, no matter how hot it was during the day, the breezes come from the west delta cooling our homes, our pups, and our orchards. No such luck. My puppies and my kitty are dazed and lethargic. I am sucking water and trying to stay positive. I am grateful for the A/C and grateful for cool automobiles. I am grateful that the humidity is fairly low even with the cloud cover. My hummers are frantic. They buzz my feeders in pairs, quickly sip and sip again and then off to the shade of palm trees. I know the weather is due to take a break into the high 90s next week. I am not only grateful for that bit of news but really glad. It's a little too much right now for a flippin' 53 year old watermom.