Itinerant Air-Cooled Greetings From New York
Posted: Tue Sep 17, 2013 6:38 pm
Well, it figures . . .
While at retro1302's house inNew Jersey, we missed the 97* record high temperature for the date by only 3*. I distinctly remember plugging in his fan in the garage so we would not pass out.
Some three days later, I dared to cross the border into my "home state" of New York where I was warmly welcomed with this morning's 33* record cold temperature for this date going all the way back to 1959 (I was six months old in California at the time). The very last time I was here (see May 28th's Greetings From Indiana), it was colder than heck, too! Whywhywhy do you HATE ME, New York??
Visited West Shokan to see the lovely now-completed kitchen, but more importantly, to re-charge my "I actually do love some people" battery after a summer of isolate hermit splendor. I still love them as ever. I loved dinner better than ever. And I loved that neck massage like never before . . .
Did not escape without stacking some wood. Does a body good, I say . . .
THEN:
NOW
THEN
NOW
THEN
NOW
THEN
NOW
(stove is now where the sink was . . . )
( . . . sink is now under the below window)
THEN
NOW
It is absolutely gorgeous! at night with the lamps glowing warm wood into the skylights and ceiling white.
So, today, in cold Mohawk NY, I had a cold appointment in a terribly cool shady spot.
Please read of our predicament here:
viewtopic.php?f=46&t=11653#p202966
While at retro1302's house inNew Jersey, we missed the 97* record high temperature for the date by only 3*. I distinctly remember plugging in his fan in the garage so we would not pass out.
Some three days later, I dared to cross the border into my "home state" of New York where I was warmly welcomed with this morning's 33* record cold temperature for this date going all the way back to 1959 (I was six months old in California at the time). The very last time I was here (see May 28th's Greetings From Indiana), it was colder than heck, too! Whywhywhy do you HATE ME, New York??
Visited West Shokan to see the lovely now-completed kitchen, but more importantly, to re-charge my "I actually do love some people" battery after a summer of isolate hermit splendor. I still love them as ever. I loved dinner better than ever. And I loved that neck massage like never before . . .
Did not escape without stacking some wood. Does a body good, I say . . .
THEN:
NOW
THEN
NOW
THEN
NOW
THEN
NOW
(stove is now where the sink was . . . )
( . . . sink is now under the below window)
THEN
NOW
It is absolutely gorgeous! at night with the lamps glowing warm wood into the skylights and ceiling white.
So, today, in cold Mohawk NY, I had a cold appointment in a terribly cool shady spot.
Please read of our predicament here:
viewtopic.php?f=46&t=11653#p202966