How Hot is It?

Steph says it’s snowing in Grand Prairie.

I got this from her Facebook page:

“Now it’s REALLY snowing! Can’t wait to be in Cuba!” she says.

Well, it rained here in Kununurra yesterday. I walked to the pub to meet up with Vas after work, (his workday.. not mine!) and stepped in a puddle. The water had run down a cement driveway and onto the sidewalk.

It was hot.

Not warm: HOT.

And you know when you open the door to the bathroom after someone has just had a shower.. steam.. that initial burst of hot/wet air? Well, welcome to Kununurra.

I’m not doing a lot these days. I think about it, and open the door a number of times throughout the day, but that wall of hot air, well.. better to watch a few more movies, read a book.. stay cool.

I did go for a walk though. In the early morning: through Hidden Valley. It was a beautiful walk. Like travelling back in time to the Jurassic Period: lots of wild flowers. But not a lot of wild life, and no dinosaurs, lizards or even kangaroos.

Not sure if the locals ate them, or it’s just too hot. No tourists this time of year either. No one at them either: they have packed up and gone south for the summer, so I get these hidden places to myself.

And tonight, just as the sun-set, I went for a walk with Vas and my camera (check out my Facebook pics!). It does cool down in the evening, but we still break into a sweat without doing so much as moving our feet out the door.

The birds start to come out in the evening too. As we head out of the driveway I notice the mango tree just full of colorful mango thieves. Parrots and Cockateals ( I think.. same family anyway) come in a variety of colors… black, red, yellow, green, white, to dot the huge fruit tree, eating magoes and happily cawing or chirping, talking and giggling, as they eat.

By the time the sun has set, and we return home, the visitors have taken on a hallowe'en look.. the area is swarming with bats: big fruit bats: no pictures of those, my camera won't let me. I may have to read the directions. They would measure about three or four feet across and swoop over my head, heading in and out of the huge fruit bearing trees, making sounds like a huge sail, gulping in the air as the wind changes direction.

And they smell. Just at night, just a little bit. But bats smell.

Probably from the heat.

It hit 40 again today, with 100% humidity, and it really didn’t cool down all that much at night.

I am looking forward to Cuba too. For all kinds of reasons, but also because they had a high of 25 today, and well, it’ll be good to get out of this heat!