It felt like I was in Panama today. When I flew into Howard Air Force Base in January of
1972 the sun was high in the sky with white fluffy clouds as big as Rhode Island.
I deplaned down steps onto the tarmac and walked toward the terminal.
"Whoa," I though, this jet wash is brutal. But it was like that the fourteen months I was there.
At some point I got used to it, and I found that I missed the heat when I got back home to Alabama. It took some time to adjust to milder temps.
This afternoon as I walked down to dump a quart of corn for the deer, I looked into the blue sky it looked as if it couldn't make up its mind whether it wanted to rain our shine.
I deplaned down steps onto the tarmac and walked toward the terminal.
"Whoa," I though, this jet wash is brutal. But it was like that the fourteen months I was there.
At some point I got used to it, and I found that I missed the heat when I got back home to Alabama. It took some time to adjust to milder temps.
This afternoon as I walked down to dump a quart of corn for the deer, I looked into the blue sky it looked as if it couldn't make up its mind whether it wanted to rain our shine.
Awwww hope it did both - gentle rain and pleasant sunshine!! Take care
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Having just driven through Alabama...I can say that the Alabama heat ain't no joke :)
ReplyDeleteRain and shine....that's the way it is here in the deep South.
ReplyDeleteI hope that you have a lovely week.
J.
Wow, you MISSED the heat of Panama? After my hubby spent a year in Vietnam, it took him a long time to acclimate to cooler temperatures, but he sure never missed the unbearable heat and humidity.
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