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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November 6, 2020 at 7:29 AM
Hey not seen you in so long.. I hope you are ok..
Buhagiar Avatar
September 13, 2020 at 5:40 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. ~~
Leffanta Avatar
August 18, 2020 at 11:28 AM
Try no clothes for a really deep tan! Aloha! Rico
Krutsinger Avatar
August 17, 2020 at 3:47 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.
Callus Avatar
August 17, 2020 at 2:32 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
Cunningham Avatar
August 17, 2020 at 2:28 PM
I just wrote a haiku on Death Valley, I couldn't cope in that temperature. Hope things get cooler for you Catie. Tom
Allison Avatar
August 17, 2020 at 2:28 PM
oh gosh Catie the heat must be unbearable i can't imagine having to endure temperatures so extreme:-( hugs jan xx
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