Friday rain had been predicted, but the skies over Salies remained sunny all day and the temperature climbed to 33ºC. It was a scorcher. I called Kiwi-san.
“Looks like the I-phone forecast was wrong. It hasn’t rained.” Continue reading
humidity
THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT
The humidity in Salies today is about 999%. It seems like one is breathing warm soup and there is no way to stop perspiring. Everything feels sticky, my face, arms, chest and down to the tip of my toes. Dry is an unknown state. Continue reading
MIST
Today a mist has floated down to sit in the streets and parks of Salies, and the hush that always accompanies mist cloaks the town. I love the humidity, the air that turns liquid on touching the cheeks, the cool wetness of it, but specially the hush. Continue reading
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