There is a perverse sort of gratifaction about living in the desert. Desert living allows you to complain in a bragging sort of way about all the extremes you have to deal with, like heat, wind, dry air, rattlesnakes, dirt storms, and etc. I love to hate it. You know what I mean.
So today it was about 115º and the man of the house thought we should go to the lake. I love the water if I ever do get in (and when it's 115º you either get in or you die of heat stroke); I just don't love the ±1/2 mile hike in 115º to get to our spot. Some women love their own comfort more than they love being with their family, and I confess, sometimes I just might be one of those women. I went anyway. It was hot. And we forgot the sunscreen in the van. I was the only one who wasn't wearing any yet, and I didn't relish hiking across the burning sands to retrieve it. My knight in shining armor, my Superman, my cowboy in white offered to go all the way back and get it for me, but I declined. (Amy said I need a tan.)
Rather than post the same scenery for the third or fourth blogging year in a row, I will just post these photos of "Dogpile on Dad".
Amy started it and called for Help.
Help was more than willing.
More Help on the way.
And Dad is subjected to the humiliating beauty parlor treatment.
We are looking forward to a reprieve from the burning sun, and we will be taking a little trip to more civilized climates here shortly. For more accurate description of desert living, read this old post and its sequel. (That would be more accurate, not more accurate. I would never exaggerate. Would I?) ;-) Better yet, take a scroll through my Gems in the Desert category. That'll keep you busy while I'm gone.
Note: Slightly Synesthetic Alison says the bottom of the lake is the color of Eb (that would be E flat). The sound of an alarm clock is red, and the dial tone is a smooth orangey brown. :) I feel left out.
He found him in a desert land, and in the waste howling wilderness; he led him about, he instructed him, he kept him as the apple of his eye. Deuteronomy 32:10