Not your typical Monday, I suppose, unless you work at home. It's the heat. It's getting to me. It does every summer and this summer is no exception.
I watch too much news, true. I watch too many science shows. Also true. Then there's the web searching--every topic is its own rabbit hole.
Then she sort of wandered away...
Ok. Now it's Tuesday evening. Please forgive my absence. It's the heat. I think things, but before they get written down they're vaporized by the heat. And that's inside. Outside I mostly just hear a ringing Noooooooooooooo!
It's the desert. Summer's running right into hell season. We're doing okay, but not okay enough to get us all out of here. It's winter in Minnesota on opposite day. Can't leave, so we adjust and adapt.The pool water is 90+ degrees, but it's pretty good for night swimming.
Same thing though---persistent every summer is the question. At what point will we be unable to adjust and adapt to this climate?
It seems to me that this desert would be a good place for makers and innovators to create living spaces suited to this place. To develop more and better tools for using wind and solar power.
Possibly they're here, but I'm not seeing them.
That's it. I must stay on the surface. Keep things simple. I'll spend some time under the fan, and try again tomorrow.