The muggies are back bigtime, and the morning air felt oppressive when I left for my walk.
I’m sure the Parrotheads are lovin’ this tropical-like weather, as they don their coconut bras and grass skirts in anticipation of tonight’s Jimmy Buffett concert.
This morning, the sky was dull and dismal looking, with about thirty shades of gray creating a blah and boring landscape. What a contrast to my last blog post which was all about the sunshiny day.
Enroute to Council Point Park, I passed the house where the chalk artist had created the “You are my sunshine …” artwork. A man was outside smoking and I asked who the chalk artist was, then told him I had featured the picture on my walking blog. He smiled and said it was his 12-year-old daughter who was the artist, and she uses a special “spray chalk” which can be applied to snow, grass, asphalt or sidewalks. He told me the design lasts for days, until you hose it off or you have a heavy rain. “Wow!” I said, then pointed to the sidewalk where a faint outline of that cheery artwork was all that remained after several bouts of rain.
The humidity made the air heavy and dew drops dripped from leaves and eaves along the way. When I arrived at the Park, there were large areas of damp pavement evident along the perimeter path.
The lily pads were motionless on the surface of the Creek. I mused about the contrast of the murky water to the delicate petals of this lily. It seemed inconceivable to me that such a pretty flower could grow in this marshy area.
This lovely lily was right up close to the cement precipice and an abundance of pond lilies floated atop the opposite side of the Creek. It will be a beautiful sight if they all open at once.
On this muggy, misty day I ventured out, vowing the atmosphere would not become a missed opportunity for a walk. Instead, the more miles the merrier, as I hear a couple of rainy, and even stormy, days are on the horizon for us, which, unfortunately which may put the kibosh on my morning meanderings.
It is hot. Oh if I we could just bottle the weather and open that bottle up when want it.
Yes, that’s for sure Marge – we’ll hanker after the heat and humidity come January and February. It is a little too hot for my liking though.