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Death Valley

One hundred thirty degrees yesterday. Somewhere on the border between Nevada and California... I wear wet clothes.. I do it on purpose. Wet and cold. I have no ac.

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Silent One

Date: 11/6/2020 7:29:00 AM

Hey not seen you in so long.. I hope you are ok..

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 9/13/2020 5:40:00 AM

Guess what, have an AC and rarely use it. It was not so hot in Malta this summer. So a good fan just helped. ~~

Rico Leffanta

Date: 8/18/2020 11:28:00 AM

Try no clothes for a really deep tan! Aloha! Rico

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 8/17/2020 3:47:00 PM

I am feeling for all of you today, so grateful that I have AC. A poem that will remind you of August when you read it in December.

Paul Callus

Date: 8/17/2020 2:32:00 PM

I just read a poem on this same topic, Catie...what a coincidence! I like how you found a solution to having no AC :) Best regards // paul

Jan Allison

Date: 8/17/2020 2:28:00 PM

oh gosh Catie the heat must be unbearable i can't imagine having to endure temperatures so extreme:-( hugs jan xx

Tom Cunningham

Date: 8/17/2020 2:28:00 PM

I just wrote a haiku on Death Valley, I couldn't cope in that temperature. Hope things get cooler for you Catie. Tom