Friday, August 14, 2009

Molasses in August

It's hot. Very, very hot. Muggy hot.

It's also sunny, so I won't complain. Or at least I won't complain much. I don't do muggy heat very well. My aunt Aileen once said that when it gets muggy hot like this it feels like she has molasses running through her veins, and I love that description. I love it because of the way it conjures up images of what it's like to try to move about and be functional in this weather when everything gets thick and heavy and sludgy. And I especially love how that image recalls and yet contradicts the more traditional saying -- "as slow as molasses in January".

At least it's not raining.

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