An Exhausted Post

I understand why they talk about heat exhaustion ... and I am here at the lake ... not in Toronto without power ... or even in Ottawa.  I can jump in the lake and cool off or kayak and create a damp cool breeze as I move ... or I can even tip myself into the lake when I am careless getting into my kayak ... as I did this afternoon on my way to the mail.

That became an adventure of sorts.  My glasses flew off my face and I didn't notice immediately because I was busy getting the kayak right side up and bailed out..  Then I went for the mail and discovered a couple of overheated intruders on the private beach ... Betsy's Beach ... she would not have been pleased if she had noticed ... hmmmn.


Anyway then began the mad search for my glasses ... or for a second pair ... I became overheated and sweaty and went out one last time in only underpants and a short silk wrap.  There they were just past wading depth but visible.  I finally managed to snag them with my toe and in the process became a silk kimona version of a wet t-shirt demo.

It is hot even here ... but not in the downstairs part of the house.  A cement slab creates its own cooling system.

My new student is lovely ... and we are having tomorrow's class out here at the lake.  We will break up the academic parts of the class with swimming and boating.

I hope you are surviving our latest heatwave, but if you need a respite at a lake, give me a call. I have always felt I was too lucky to keep this to myself and still feel that way.