The Heat is On!
I get excited. I really do. I love this weather. I love humidity and sweat and the wonderful discomfort of heat, and I love them for the same reasons I love this farm. I love them because the work of getting through it can be hard on body and mind—but the rewards far outweigh being uncomfortable.
I love summer. I missed her so much. I feel like a free woman. Anyone out there complaining about the heat didn't spend a winter alone in a farmhouse with a single, hungry, wood stove. I don't care for this attitiude we have in modern society where being uncomfortable is equated to suffering. Being uncomfortable is great because it pushes you to seek out greater comforts (i.e. cold rivers and cold beer), solve problems, and appreciate the simple blessing of warm light.
My cooling units here are fans, mint soap and cold showers, and the Battenkill River. I live just a few miles from two wonderful swimming holes in clean river. Being in the 'kill changes the entire world when you dive in it. It could be 90 degrees with 120% humidity and eggs could be frying on sidewalks but you jump in that river and sit wet and dripping on cold stones and suddenly nature herself has turned down the volume. You sit there grinning and can't remember life being anything but pleasant.
Winter was so long, and so cold. But I am so grateful I don't have to tend temperatures via splitting firewood or defrost water troughs. I don't have to worry about walking outdoors and breaking my ankle. I don't have to do anything but wake up, pray, eat breakfast, feed my critters, work inside by my old Westing House fan from the forties (Best fan I ever owned) and sip cold juicy mate´....
Well, most days. Today I am loading my friend Patty's Barn with a couple hundred square bales. I will be a disgusting mess afterwards, probably 7 pounds thinner from sweat and effort alone, but after all that we are jumping in the lake or river in the sly decadence of a week day. Wednesday brings us serious storms to cool us off, and I look forward to them too. I am as excited as a little girl before her first dance recital. I know this routine. I prepared for it for months. I am ready.