As you’ve probably heard, the west coast is dealing with soaring temperatures. We are accustomed to hot summer days in Fresno, but usually one or two days and then we get a break. This time we are having several days of temperatures of 108 and above. That means the nights don’t cool down much so the heat just builds up. It’s like an oven out there.
I’ve been running the sprinklers in the backyard every day so the ground will be cool for the cats. A couple of them are willing to come in the house, but the majority are too wary of us to do that. Silly cats.
The days are so hot, especially afternoons, that I have lost track of time. I don’t want to go outside and especially don’t want to run errands. Which I need to do. I took a quick trip yesterday morning, before the heat became unbearable, to Kingsburg to get more blackberries. Actually the end of the crop. The growers have said they are done, due to the heat. I put half of the crate in the freezer and then juiced the other half today, after we returned from church. I cooked the juice down to a rich syrup with which I made a cold drink.
I have realized, though, that my quiet afternoons, staying inside, keeping cool, has meant that my errands and the work needed to be done on those trips has been neglected. Tomorrow, I must make a change, get brave, and go out into the heat. I will go out in the morning when it will only be in the 90s. I can handle that. I will still be home by noon, before the mercury goes above 100. And perhaps make another blackberry soda.