It's hot out there this afternoon. 94F in the shade on the patio and the humidity is well over 50%. It's like trying to breathe through a wet, wool blanket.
No shooting in the back yard today, no piddling around in the shop, it's simply too hot out there, even for a Louisiana boy who spent his whole life in this type of weather.
Tonight before I close my eyes, I'll say a special prayer of thanks for the life work of Willis Carrier, the man who invented the air conditioner.