This about sums it up:
"Vast amounts of warmth and moisture have become trapped under a huge "heat dome," bringing record-breaking temperatures and thick, topical air to scores of cities from the Plains to the Ohio Valley. Now the system is moving east to spread the misery to some of the country's most densely populated areas through the weekend."
Sadly, such is life in my Oklahoma again this summer. Relentless. Hot. Sweaty. I put on my flipflops just long enough to crunch across the "grass" to water the plants that are hanging on, or make a run down the burning sidewalk to give the spigot a quick twist to start my drip hose dripping. Then it's back inside to the airconditioning. Come on Air Conditioner! Keep up the good work! I try to talk encouragingly to it daily, so that it feels needed; like it's creating miracles of coolness in the misery. Which it is.
Gene and I have totally abandoned our daily routine of opening the curtains to the morning sun, and putting the house to bed at night by drawing them closed. The windows stay covered all the time. We sit in the darkened rooms. I have to hurry down the hall to get where I'm going before Gene snaps off the light! Yes. We're pathetic.
I could show you the dying trees and the long-dead grass. Instead I'll show you the survivors.
Crepe Myrtle seems oblivious to the heat. I usually call them Creepy Myrtles, since they are EVERYWHERE in Oklahoma. But I appreciate their refreshing color right now.
The Double Knockout Rose blossoms are small, but it keeps blooming.
Sumac is just a survivor, no matter what Oklahoma decides to offer for nasty weather.
Well, here's a good, encouraging word for you.
Isaiah 58:11 The LORD will guide you continually, And satisfy your soul in drought, And strengthen your bones; You shall be like a watered garden, And like a spring of water, whose waters do not fail.
