That one hit a familiar bone. Down here in Houston, we are grateful for a shade tree and the fact that temperatures rarely get to three digits (blame it on the humidity). To be out on the range without even a mesquite in sight, without your 10 gallon hat, is damn near suicide. And eating barbecue. Don't they know that just adds heat to the internal fire? Nobody said that Englishmen that go out in the midday sun and Texans who eat barbecue were smart. At least Texans can cool it off a bit with a Corona. ;-)
Ron
"You become Cajun blackened,
seasoning the air with
the spices from your armpits."
Now THAT is HOT!! LOL Very well penned, and the image is perfect!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D