It's hot.
Of course that's a relative term. It depends on where you are and how much heat you are use to. For me, It's hot. It is the first day of a heat wave on the east coast. That's three consecutive days of 90 degrees plus weather. Part of the relative part deals with the humidity and that has been high when the temperatures were lower so the 90 degree mark really doesn't mean that much.
to beat the heat and get some exercise in one must get that task done in the early morning. I step out my MH, spray on the bug spray and start hoofing it. It's not long before the mosquitoes are searching for an opening to feed on. They buzz around my face, which I did not put bug spray on, and my back. I use a stick to fan them away an just keep on walking. They are hungry and non stop. Sometime I deliver more blows to myself than them. And there are times when your reflexes make you swat at phantom mosquitoes. they aren't there but the feeling is.
Added to the little buggers are an bigger bugger with a bigger bite. Silent. The Green head fly. They abode and abound in wetlands and shore areas along the coast. They make a summer at the shore misery. These things bite and I do mean bite. And when they do you slam at the spot the pain comes from without a second thought. Sometimes adding to the pain of the biting bug.
There aren't that many people meandering about under these conditions. As the day goes on some of them, with kids, go to the beaches. some just go to the swimming pool at the camp ground. most do what I do to beat the bugs and heat. Stay in the air condition MH.
More than one way to skin a cat.
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