In much of the US, we are dealing with record heat. While some areas are scorched and dry, here in Minnesota storms have brought several inches of rain this week, and left some flooded streets and washed out roads. The resulting humidity is atrocious, and the weather person says that might be an understatement. Quilt shops may be touting “Christmas in July” and making us think of snow and crisp air. But outdoors, it is clearly a long way off! Today it is 100 degrees F here, which feels like 115 when combined with the humid air, and this is day four like this, with more coming. The garden weeds seem to love it, but I don’t!
Oh, readers in cooler locales, like wintry parts of the Southern Hemisphere, please send good tales of chilly temperatures to us frazzled souls! Especially those without air-conditioning, like little old, frazzled me, the Wilted Quilter…
Lament of the Wilted QuilterThe sewing room’s full of half-finished things,
Like partly pieced toppers and tubs full of strings
All waiting for me to come piece them together,
But I am not in there because of the weather.
Please don’t get me wrong, most summers I love!
The sunshine, the garden, the sweet mourning dove,
Resplendent evenings with soft cooling breezes,
And cold ice cream treats that give me brain freezes.
The roads are sink-holing or even heat-cracking,
And not getting fixed because crews are lacking!
Amidst all this air you could cut with a knife,
Our state is shut down by political strife.
Three quilts still sit basted and ready for quilting
But will not get done while this quilter is wilting!
I just can’t imagine me stitching free-motion
While pouring forth sweat that well could fill an ocean.
So off I will go, to find me some shade,
And plug in the fan while I sip lemonade.
Then later, as sundown brings forth foggy scenes
I’ll soak in a tub reading quilt magazines.
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