I'm at the cottage, total stagnant hot weather, like I predicted. That was with the old way - physics. Now I am worshipping the New God Clange, for the summer.
Clange is a fine pagan god. Everything is truth, he (she) encompasses everything - heat and cold. No questions are allowed. Some call it science, and it is - the science of pushing Clange on everybody.
No physics will ever be done on weather, just too much money. I am happy to throw in the stinky towel and go with the flow. This is clange in action.
Even hotter tomorrow. Oh Great God Clange, bring on the dragonflies!
We'll have a very short summer, followed by extreme winter. This is the Will of Clange!
ps building our temples of windmills has not been in vain. The dragonflies, avatars of the God, have appeared at the cottage. They are scooping up the blackflies, two already. Yeah!
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