Hanging Ten In A Heat Wave

The heat and its ever presence weight was rising as I did an mid-morning walkout today. The sun was hiding behind the oncoming storm clouds but it’s hot self was felt with every step. As I wrapped up the walk, and headed back to our home to mow the yard, I was thinking about insects and their ability to tolerate heat that makes me whine. So here is a couple of those wonders hanging ten, or six :), in a heat wave!


Motorcycle Widow this one is for you. Peace.
Motorcycle Widow this one is for you. Peace.

Author: The Jagged Man

I am a 57 year old guy who is asking questions about life like "what does it all mean?" and " how come hair will not grow on my head but grows real fast on my ears and back?" you know the deep stuff. I am married and have been for 26 years to the same wonderful woman( read into that: she puts up with me and I married up). I believe in Jesus Christ and that He died for all. The rest I am still working on.

2 thoughts on “Hanging Ten In A Heat Wave”

    1. Talent? I cannot really claim that really because I just capture what is presented but my folks taught me to share, by their example, so I am doing nothing more than I feel the would expect.
      And Joyce, your welcome.

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