For reasons I simply can’t explain, I am exhausted. I wish I could say that I’ve been busy. Either creating something, baking something, or at least getting out and exploring something fascinating in my little corner of VA.  But sadly, no. The heat and humidity is getting to me. Even my early morning walks with my neighbor have lost their appeal as we trudge through the neighborhood, humidity weighing us down.

The kitchen is also on my list of places to avoid. I can’t find any pleasure in cooking dinner in this weather. I’ve tried a few new recipes over the last couple of months, but nothing so wonderful that I want to recreate it again.

At least I can say, I’m out of the funk I was in months ago. I guess it was the melancholy that is brought about by a long winter and even longer spring. While I couldn’t wait for the weather to turn to sunny days, the heat is now oppressive. So rather than foolishly sit and cry, I simply sit… and sweat… and hope that we get a break soon from the heat so we can enjoy the outdoors once again.  I’m looking forward to some long bike rides and cool evenings to sit outside. It’s hard to enjoy the country with this humidity and bugs. Fall will be here soon enough and all will be right with my little world once again.

But for now, I’d like a nap please.