Talk about hot!
Yesterday morning, Cuppa and I decided to walk down to the river to peruse the little Farmer's Market. Drenched in sweat, we did make it as far as the river but reneged on venturing further along to the spot where they hold the Saturday market. We made a futile effort to sit on a shady bench to cool off before walking home, but hordes of mosquitoes quickly moved in for the kill, so we quickly moved on.
It was only in the low thirties here (high eighties Fahrenheit), but the humidity was so high that it felt more like low forties (low hundreds Fahrenheit). Frankly, I don't know how those of you who are southerners stand it. Having said that, I am sure that we become somewhat acclimatized, for I have met southerners in Canada who were wearing jackets when I was wearing a T-shirt.
Friends of Butterfly and The Boy took us all out on Lake Mississippi on their pontoon boat. It was quite lovely on the lake, but as soon as we hit the shore for a picnic supper at their cottage, the sweltering resumed and the mosquitoes descended yet again. We drenched ourselves in insect repellent, sat very still, and eventually began to feel more comfortable. As darkness descended we boarded the pontoon for a most pleasant trip back home.
Above and below are evening photos of Lake Mississippi, taken from the cottage.