Lizard "sunning" in 100 degree heat.
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"Precisely the least, the softest, lightest, a lizard's rustling, a breath, a flash, a moment - a little makes the way of the best happiness." ~ Friedrich Nietzsche (1844-1900)This fellow seems to be the only one enjoying the heat; or rather the heat with humidity that makes 92 degree temperatures feel like 104 degrees. No need to bother with a hairdo, it wilts to nothing in twenty seconds outside. The dogs hide behind the trash can on a bit of concrete shaded from the sun, panting heavily even in sleep. Cats stretch out to full length in sleep; our purring thermometers. Leaves droop and the four o'clocks won't open at all today or tonight; too hot. Even momma mourning dove won't move off her nest; today acting more as a cooling blanket for her eggs rather than incubator. Humans slump, plod slowly, sweat profusely, feeling more like ragdolls than alive.
Everything limpHappiness!? Today it is defined as "air conditioning"!
under the sun's whip -
yearning for darkness.
~ Michael P. Garofalo
Submission for Moody Monday topic "hot". (end of post)