HEAVEN - I'M IN HEAVEN
Musings, thoughts, ponderings, and ideas
“HEAVEN….I’M IN HEAVEN…..”
Sitting down to my first cup of coffee, back in Kansas, musing over all the tasks in need of completion and lives in my hands, I wander the large kitchen of the downtown home; all the windows are now wide open, Lyle’s 19 year old Cocker Spaniel, Spencer, is barking just down the block. I wonder if he’s escaped his backyard again. When he does, he has the time of his life, roaming the open backyards of our block. Molly, Charlie and Misty, my three downtown cats, are wandering in and out of the open side door which leads to a broad and covered side porch; high above the wide street, shaded and hidden by a large pin oak tree and another broad leafed tree whose name escapes me at the moment.
The heat has magically disappeared! Two days ago…HELL! Yes, hot hot and miserable. Having flown back a little over a week ago from the comfortable and inviting Mediterranean climate of California’s west coast, to the humid Heartland; landing in Tulsa and the subsequent drive to Elk City felt like out of the simmering waters into the broiler! Outlandishly bizaar weather; with over 3 months, straight, of hellish heat; I resolved myself to endure and carry on; knowing that soon…hopefully very soon, I’ll be leaving this climate for good.
But, surprise upon surprise! I acclimated immediately! The torturous hot and steamy environment was not nearly as horrible as I anticipated after having spent a month in cool, perfect North California climes…so…on with the chores, necessities and musts of closing up my life and experiment here in SE Kansas.
Another surprise…one which pleases me incredibly! Only a week after my return, everything changed.
In the span of 48 hours, our “highs” have plummeted from a scorching average of 100+ with lows in the mid 80’s, to bone chilling overnight hours with temperatures reaching into the high 40’s and daytime peaks in the upper 70’s! Amazing! In less that two days time, we are already worrying about the extreme cold which appears as if out of nowhere…just like this current leap backwards from high to low averages; so does winter appear. One day, tolerable in long sleeves and jeans, the next day; it’s dress up like the Michelin Man…so many layers of clothing that one is hardly recognizable.
So it goes in the Heartland of this great country. Extremes! Pendulum swings to beat any capitol building displays of huge examples of this age old balancing act in the rotundas of massive arched entries into our government’s housing of state and Federal offices.
So, today, it is comfort and ease to the max! I can accomplish so much when the sun isn’t threatening to fry my brain. The sky is gorgeous; bit billowy cumulous clouds drift overhead, wind whispers through windows, the sweet smell of freshly mowed lawns seeps into every inch of open homes…no longer is the loud buzz of dozens of Air Conditioning units filling our ears with their constant hum; today, it’s a beautiful day.
When it’s like this, I allow myself to fantasize about staying….but, NO! I have been here long enough to know this momentary bliss is just that…fleeting and fickle. Soon, we’ll be freezing our asses off and running for cover….again!
Eye on the prize, I must keep the thought alive: “There’s no place like home…there’s no place like home….”
“What A Long, Strange Trip It’s Been!”
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