It's Sunday afternoon in central Louisiana. Ninety-four-by-God degrees on the scale and not a single breath of wind. I was just standing out on the carport and was impressed by the lack of any wind activity. Not a single breath of a breeze. The pine trees, for as far as I could see, were standing perfectly still. Very few neighbors outside. The subdivision is as quiet as midnight.
Accuweather puts the heat index at 103. I believe it. It's a good afternoon to sit in the easy chair and watch old television.
The weather forecast for this week is more of the same. Hot, still, no rain anywhere in the predictions.
I have training this week, and I've made plans for hydration. Ice, water, a cooler in the pickup truck. No sense tempting a heat injury.