Nearly each day during the past four weeks here, outside of Atlanta, Georgia, the sweltering summer sun has been searing at between 95 to 100 degrees Fahrenheit. We enjoyed a cool spring that lasted well into the latter part of May, but are definitely in the midst of the heat of summer now.
Typically, by 10:30 AM, the temperature on our enclosed porch – in which all windows and doors are open – has reached between 80 to 84 degrees Fahrenheit. That is already too uncomfortable to sit and enjoy for too long. Most days, the Georgia air is so hot and humid that one does not even have to do anything but sit and breathe, and the sweat covers the skin like a wet film.
Thankfully, there is a public pool near my home that my son and I have frequented every summer since we moved here. While swimming and being in the water is refreshing, on some days, it still feels as warm as bath water. At least the pool provides some relief to the unforgiving heat because it is just unhealthy to be in it for very long during the day.
So, while I love all of the sunny days that are experienced in Georgia, I definitely dislike the hot, humid heat that makes being outside unpleasant. In the 15 years that I’ve lived here, this summer has definitely been the hottest and most unbearable. I fear that summer temperatures will only continue to rise in years to come, what with the out-of-control global warming that is harming our earth. It’s not getting any better for any of us.