Hot and Humid

3/18/13 Monday at Columbus, TX (Colorado River Campground-TT)

Another warm, humid night so John didn’t sleep well. For some reason I think I did! He got up at 6:45 am for golf with Bill. I told him “For the love of golf  (what he’s willing to do)”. I actually got up soon after 7 am. My morning was largely cleaning house and computer stuff.

We ate fish when John got home.  He even did 2 jobs: added water to the batteries and replaces the water filter under our kitchen sink.  I guess golf inspires him.

Since it was so hot (of all days, I was doing laundry and John used the convection oven for his fish), we spent the afternoon outside in the shade. We managed to figure out where we’ll camp through April 6th, getting the appropriate reservations. That sure had been a struggle. At that point, the warmth just took us away to nap land. John did think to get our air conditioner going (while washer/dryer was on) so the rig could cool down in time for supper. The A/C takes 13 amps, the washer takes 13 amps and the fridge & computers take about 5 amps. Our 30 amp source seemed to handle the load, so we were glad.

Around 6 pm we worked on supper: grilled tuna and cheese sandwiches. John got our induction hot plate going, THEN he turned on the microwave. A/C and washer stopped. Oh Oh. Sure enough, we’d blown the power circuit. Sure is easy to forget. Soon we had all in order and could turn off the washer since it was finished. We opened windows and left the A/C off. After all that, supper was lovely- so filling.

At 7 pm the sun had pretty well set so we took a walk to the river. A man we met on our walk said it doesn’t get this hot in March, so maybe Houston set a record today.  They were expecting 89 degrees and 85% humidity.  We never checked it out.


About Patricia Elser

I've always loved the loose, flowing, transparent look of watercolors, of Chinese paintings and their calligraphy, but alas, no watercolor classes were available when I was in school, so that interest remained buried until my children were grown. Even then, I was afraid that I couldn't really paint, so upon my sister's advice, I actually started to take classes. I signed up for every class available, determined to learn no matter how afraid I was. I came upon a teacher, Stan Miller, who inspired me, who opened the door to success in watercolor. I love to look at beautiful images. I want to capture them forever. All my life, photography was how I gathered images of the beauty I saw. Thanks to all that photography, I enjoy composing pictures, especially up close. Watercolors allow me to add more of me in their translation of that beauty. My paintings reflect my love for music and dance, with their rhythm and flow. I am fascinated by the play of light, so it appears in my pictures as drama for they are filled with darks and lights. Maybe it's the challenge, maybe it's the beauty, but now, when a work comes together, it fills my soul.
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