Cheap Sauna

There is something inherently wrong about shifting cows, or milking or gardening with sweat running down your legs. Arms and face seem to be acceptable places for sweat. Maybe the brow, or even the belly. But the legs should be a sweat free zone in this cheap sauna we are living in at the moment.  I mean – REALLY! pigs-in-wallow

Naturally the pigs always win when it comes to temperature control. And they always lie in their wallow is exactly these positions, facing West. Lined up. Waiting it out.  Good piggies.

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Sometimes good. cows

The only one to show real suffering in the heat was Aunty Del. Once I noticed her panting, and droopy tongue we hosed her down, especially her feet. She perked up pretty quickly. Like I said yesterday it is not the temperatures it is the excessive humidity  with the high temperatures that gets them.DSC_0157

In fact it was so humid that my camera fogged up so I had to leave it outside  in the barn for the day so it was acclimatised. cat

Today I take the boys up to the train but I will be back to watch over everyone by lunchtime.

Last  night the thunderstorms came in about 11pm,  storm after storm,  more lightening, more torrential downpours, more thunder, more of everything.  We lost electricity for a while but that happens in these storms. I scheduled this to post early just in case I did not get back to you.

The power is flickering  wait

 

 

42 responses to “Cheap Sauna”

  1. Getting sprayed by the hose must have felt delicious to Aunty Del. You’ll have everyone, animal and human lined up. Hoping you get some relief from the humidity soon. I’ve felt it in Turkey in the summer and in Mexico on the shoulder months. No thank you.

  2. My dad used to say that sweat is cleansing. Work sweat, he meant. Living out of doors, he meant. I can still picture him eating a plate of barbecue under a tree while sweat dripped from his forehead right down on the food. It makes me think of a story in the newspaper years ago about some Amish folk north and west of our city.The writer was sitting on the farmer’s porch asking questions when a neighbor drove by in his wagon. “How about this heat?” the neighbor called out in greeting. “Yep, ain’t it great?” came the reply from the porch. No irony or sarcasm in his voice.

  3. The pigs are black! Sorry you have more rain coming. Rain and heat just means more humidity…you’ll have stuff growing behind your ears (and knees) soon, it sounds like. Hope there’s a steady supply of lemonade or water or tea or something.

  4. I do not miss the heat and humidity of Canada’s east coast at all, at all. It sucks the life energy right out of you and makes you want to lie in the mud just like the pigs and not move till…….September.

  5. Yes, here too… 31 c. right now, feeling like 40 when the humidex is figured in. I recall my first summer in the Bahamas so many years ago when I couldn’t believe that my knees were ‘glowing’ and I don’t think it was as hot as right now. I was just outside for a few minutes and the thought of a convection oven came to mind… there is quite a breeze out there and the humidity isn’t as bad as I was thinking it would be, but the breeze was a hot one. Ah well, this too shall pass away….. and we’ll be left with the howling winter winds before long.
    Heh heh, the facial expression on your second photo of the piggies kind of says it all, doesn’t it.
    Hope you’re having a great day and keeping a little more comfortable. ~ Mame 🙂

  6. No glowing or free saunas around here yet this summer. We’re having a pretty cool, Northwest summer so far and I’m not complaining after last yr’s sweat shop! I love the photo of the old glider too…I wonder if anyone noticed the cat sprawled out underneath it, trying to keep cool? 🙂
    C. have you seen those little fans you can tuck into a shirt or back pocket or clipped to a hat? I think I would have to get one of those if I lived back in the midwest again! As they say out here…keep clam and carry on!

  7. Hot and humid here too, not as humid as yesterday but still nasty. To add to the joy of the day I spent part of the morning trussing a chicken into the cut off leg of a pair of panty hose so I could pick maggots out of a fly strike she had. Truly a ‘condo day’ (as in why didn’t I just buy a condo?).

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