But here, I can't. I drag out my air machete to chop through the air so humid it now has atomic weight, the high pitched buzz of mosquitos sings in my ears and the sweat is dripping down my...everything. The air is completely still, and let me check, oh hey not bad, 97 degrees.
But still, for the blog, I too must go for my walk in the woods. I don my alligator repellent tshirt, and head out in my trusty black car (I bought this car before I became a card carrying member of the South, OBVIOUSLY), and I zip over a bridge. (Click all pictures to enlarge to pretend you are here with me - trust me it makes a difference.)
(Hey, I'm serious! do it!)
Ah, the woods!
Marguerite (my post inspiration) commented last post that its easy to forget how different each of our climates are, because as things are all relative, we all complain about the cold when its cold to us, the hot when its hot to us. I also stubbornly plant a garden thats not really all that indicative of what a lot of people grow around here. Ick canna, be gone!
Anyhow, the woods here are beautiful in their own way, sort of a vampire way, its true, but still very beautiful and they are filled with cool stuff too. Not hills, dales or valleys mind you (the highest point around here for 500 miles was that bridge we crossed to get to these here woods, at a whole 30 feet)... but we do have ruins!
As hard as it is to believe, vestiges of the civil war still exist around here and this one, at least, has taken on a roman ruin quality.
Okay, moving along, lest the mosquitos give us some fell disease, what else do we have... oh, swamps! The word sounds awful, and we are now supposed to use the politically correct 'marsh' (which doesn't sounds any more appealing to me than swamp, and like the swamp cares what we call it), BUT they are also truly very pretty. And more filled with wildlife than anyplace else I've ever been, this side of East Africa.
Our swamps are filled with cypress and tupelo and the water is stained black because of it. Not that you would want to go swimming in it anyway... there is no such thing as fresh water swimming around here, unless its lined with blue plastic. All freshwater is inhabited by alligators and really mean turtles. I'm not kidding. Those cute little things can kill! They have dinosaur claws too. There's also these fish that jump backwards out of the water, called mullets, and well, they probably can't hurt you, but you know what they say.. you are definitely a little backwards if you're caught sporting a mullet. So for life, limb and social acceptance, its just best to steer clear of the fresh water altogether.
So, there you have it. My little walk for today is complete. I hope you enjoyed it, cause I don't plan on going without AC for this long again until late September when it gets back to being a great place to live around here!