So, how hot is it?


Though our little heat wave certainly does not rival that of the Southwestern states, it sure is hot and sticky out there.  When I set out on my walk this morning, the temperature was already 73 degrees.  While 73 may be a good number for my graduation year from high school, it’s not too pleasant for walking, especially when you tack on some humidity.  But, thankfully it was overcast which helped to keep the sun’s hot rays at bay.

Once I arrived at Council Point Park, I sought out the shady side loop first to cool off a bit.  Almost immediately, I heard a lot of plops and splashes in the water as I travelled the perimeter path that runs parallel to the Ecorse Creek.  Hmmmm.  This is the more-scenic portion of the Park, and, at some points, the bushes and bulrushes are so dense, you can’t even see the water.  So, when I hear big splashes,  my mind gets to imagining over-sized turtles slipping off logs, bullfrogs leaping off lily pads, or, maybe  even muskrats emerging from beneath the surface and splish-splashing away.  I hear these noises lurking behind the canopy of foliage, but know nothing of their origin … it’s a little eerie sometimes.

I got my steps in and hurried on my way.

Yesterday, I was happy to discover that Pagel Avenue was finally free of construction after almost a year’s time.  The City began this massive project last Summer and worked until around Thanksgiving.  When the construction resumed in the Spring of 2017, workers, earth-moving machinery and cement trucks have monopolized nearly three City blocks.  The street was cordoned off and the sidewalks were always mud-covered or missing, and it was quite messy, so I began detouring my walk along Memorial Park.  Now, Pagel Avenue is an easier and quicker option to get home when I have dawdled at the Park too long on a workday, or the weather takes a turn for the worse.

So, on that first trip home along Pagel Avenue, what did I find, but some worthy chalk art to share with you.  It is that unmistakable response to the question: “So, how hot is it?”  and is featured in the accompanying photo.  Though it may not be hot enough to fry an egg on the sidewalk in Southeast Michigan, here is a realistic sunny-side up egg created in chalk.

And, … yes, I was careful to step around it so it didn’t break the yolk!

Stay cool.

About Linda Schaub

This is my first blog and I enjoy writing each and every post immensely. I started a walking regimen in 2011 and decided to create a blog as a means of memorializing the people, places and things I see on my daily walks. I have always enjoyed people watching, and so my blog is peppered with folks I meet, or reflections of characters I have known through the years. Often something piques my interest, or evokes a pleasant memory from my memory bank, so this becomes a “slice o’ life” blog post that day. I respect and appreciate nature and my interaction with Mother Nature’s gifts is also a common theme. Sometimes the most-ordinary items become fodder for points to ponder over and touch upon. My career has been in the legal field and I have been a legal secretary for four decades, primarily working in downtown Detroit, and now working from my home. I graduated from Wayne State University with a degree in print journalism in 1978, though I’ve never worked in that field. I like to think this blog is the writer in me finally emerging!! Walking and writing have met and shaken hands and the creative juices are flowing once again in Walkin’, Writin’, Wit & Whimsy – hope you think so too. - Linda Schaub
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2 Responses to So, how hot is it?

  1. Marge says:

    Its a pretty good fried egg. I stuck my nose out there, Wow! instant sweat. I hope its cooler tomorrow. This winter we will pray for some of this warmth.


  2. lindasschaub says:

    I thought so too Marge – just right for dipping! I know I always tell myself in Winter when I am outside with a frozen nose, and fingers and toes, that I will never complain about the heat come Summer … but somehow I always forget that I said that and complain anyway. On a brighter note, next week will start out cooler. Boy, I’m looking forward to that, as I’m sure you are as well.


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