Youāve been listening to @Corona, like me, I have taken to stealing the odd bit of Julesā grilled sausage treats and a couple of finger fulls of crisps.
Counting salt and sugar grains is very exhausting.
Back to the canicule, Checked the pond at 8.30 this morning, 20c in the water and 24c in the shaded air above. Iāll be up there and in it very soon.
The bottom pond temp I have no idea of because, in full sun as it is, it is just gooey mud now. Does attract lots of birds though, after the insects I presume.
What I and my hundred-year-old friend have found is that extra salt makes no difference to us. For both of us, we tend to get cramp at night when weāre dehydrated and drinking water shifts it.
I turned on the garden tap and the water came out scalding hot. The feed pipe is exposed to the sun for half a day and is pipingly hot. Run it until cold for the cat and bird bowls, but they will still be at air temperature. No escape from the sun! Except maybe in northern Scotland where Iām sure it is bliss.
I donāt get cramp at night, or any other time normally, but since I tried to reduce the intake of things that were supposedly bad for me after my heart attack, I have had quite frequent cravings for salt, and sometimes, as above, given into them.
Just looked at the temp in the west facing shaded front terrasse, it is 29c at the moment but went up to 38c in there yesterday. Due to its roof, open 3 sides and heavy tree cover in front, it never gets sun, so I can imagine what the temp in the sun was like.
More concerning, the sound of the door when I opened it awakened Jules the Beauceron from wherever he was and his fur was red hot to the touch. He must have been lying in the sun the daft so and so, strange because he is often sensible about keeping cool. This morning when I got up at 7.30 he was asleep outside in the cool, but beats me how he let himelf get so hot. I invited him into the room, which is cooler than the terrasse but he decided to lie down there. Iāll have to keep an eye on him, there are at least 4 bowls of water scattered about the place, all but one in shade.
We have two Frenchies, who, like all Frenchies, cannot take heat. However, they love it. They go outside and lie on their outside bed in the scorching sun until they are panting. We keep an eye on them and sometimes have to go drag them in, as apparently they are not smart enough to do it themselves. We have a childās wading pool outside, water and cool mats inside, and the tiles are cool, but they need to go out and lie in the sun. I donāt get it.
I remember moving to a rural part of France around 2011, and it was either that summer or 2012, and we were frequently hitting 40C. I thought it was the norm, so was happy to discover it was exceptional.
Unpleasant to be having back to back hot days at the end of June. Itās a challenge keeping all my new plants and trees alive. Not so bad where the hosepipe reaches, but Iāve areas where I have to carry watering cans (rain buckets are nearly dry), back and forth constantly.
In the later afternoons my fan is blowing around warm air and Iām living in a perpetual sweat.
Thatās funny, I have the same kilometrage (just under 2k more), on an old beat up Picasso thatās still running strong. I got 48C the other day (parked in the sun), although it did eventually come down to 38C.
Who in their right mind at Kadjar thought it was a good idea to run a metal strip through the gear knob?
I have to use the canvas reusable shopping bag I keep in the car to get hold of it.
Sitting at my computer upstairs where itās been far to hot to remain for the last few days, I see the sky is still overcast with windows still open, no fans going, and I feel cool and comfortable. Body temp 36°C on the dot which is my norm, and room & garden temp is 26°C ā the current local forecast.
If I were the earthās commander in chief Iād have this to be my preferred micro climate.