We are getting socked with all kinds of humid heat here in the Northeast. It’s the kind of oppressive temperatures where you don’t want to get up out of bed because you know the heat will drain everything out of you in just a matter of minutes, but you also don’t want to stay in bed because you’ve sweat so much during the night that the pillow case is damp and the thought of putting your head back on it grosses you out.
The day beckons and you finally decide to get up, but within a few minutes after getting dressed, you realize that you’re fighting a losing battle. Rivulets rolls down your back and you discover that it really is possible to sweat in that area behind your knees.
That damp pillowcase is starting to look pretty darn good to you right now.
Take a look at this little guy, our frizzle of an unknown breed. She can’t blame the humidity for her feathers, it’s her inherent frizzleness that is causing them to pop out, not the moisture in the air.
She has a valid excuse for looking like a Rorschach ink blot in this heat.
I sure wish I had one.
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Wendy Thomas writes about the lessons learned while raising children and chickens in New Hampshire. Contact her at [email protected]
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