Good morning, y’all. The sun shines bright on my old Georgia home, and I wish I could find the dimmer switch. It’s warming up too much, too early in the season for me. I suspect, most people feel the same. Reading about temperatures above 110 degrees in India doesn’t make me feel any better.
Sometimes misery does not love company. Knowing that there’s people crazy enough to live where the temperature extremes are even worse than here in the mountains is not comforting.
Knowing that there’s people crazier than me, as evidenced by their location, does not cool me off. The good news is that they’re not competing with me for my spot in the shade.
There, I found something nice to say.