Ken loves the heat. We go outside and he breathes deeply and smiles. He feels warm all through. On the other hand, I only love the hot weather when I go swimming. The rest of the time I can tolerate the shade but quickly come into the air conditioning. Life in the south before air conditioning must have been difficult if not impossible, but with high ceilings and lots of fans, they survived, and of course, don't forget siesta. An afternoon nap was an essential.
This afternoon, Ken and I took a last dip in the pool. It was a perfect afternoon, with a warm breeze and blue sky. The water feels chilly when you get in because the air is 90 degrees but when you get out you are not chilled. It is perfect weather for swimming. Often, when I get into Ponhook Lake in Nova Scotia, I think about getting into the pool water in Mississippi. It is a bit of torture to get into Ponhook Lake some days, but here in Mississippi, getting into the water is a delight. Of course, first you must put up with the extreme heat, loved by Ken. It takes all types of weather to keep life interesting. But the swimming is superb, here in the south.
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