Coastal summer
While summer officially arrived a week or so ago for the rest of the upper states, it has been in full swing for Texas since April.
Temps have been between 90-105 through most of the state, but those temps for Texas mean she is just warming up. August is our steamy month. While the hill country and upper Tejas have that lovely dry heat, the lower coastal region has the stifling, humidity. Down here in the sub-tropics, the word “hot” is usually dripping wet. It is like walking into a steam room…..with all of your clothes on.
I could never live inland in heat like this. The water brings a breeze that cools things down and makes it all so much more tolerable. I could never live in Houston. Houston has no breeze. I think it is the single most stifling place I have ever been. I feel claustrophobic in Houston during the summer months.
Ahh, but the coast. Even when the breeze blowing off the Gulf is wet and humid, it is uplifting and alive. There is nothing, IMHO, like the smell of the ocean. Clean and organic. That salty smell makes me come alive.
Everything grows down here. All you have to do is stick it in the ground and water it occasionally and it flourishes. Bougainvilleas grow as tall as the house, and the the scent of frangipani and jasmine float in the air.
We have some fun plans for the 4th. Boats are involved. Messages in bottles. Beer. Sausage. Watermelon. Fireworks viewed from the deck of a sailboat.
It’s just another day in paradise.
