Thursday brought us home from a week on tour. I appreciate each part of my life for various reasons but somehow I look forward to the other just as it comes up on the calendar. Lucky me… This reality however did not necessarily bring me to my feet, jumping with joy. Humidity.
The New England area was so pleasant this time of year. The evening concert we had on Cape Cod allowed me to dance my way to climate control. The evening air was a touch chilly but really only in comparison to say 87 degrees and 87% humidity. People enjoyed the concert wrapped in their light sweaters, but I don’t recall hearing anyone their toes were turning blue. It was lovely. So it was the small change in degrees and increase in dew point that really hit me in an instant. Well, more like a 16 hour, 800 mile instant as we made our way back to NC. But sure as we pulled up to the house, my hair took on it’s on personality, curling every which way but mostly straight out from my head. The little things that I miss.
Really, the South is a natural hair product. I wish I could bottle it for times I’m in windy WY. Alas, I’ll deal with a subtle change of 30 mph winds work itself out. Really this too should be bottled…for those times I model hurricane-appropriate scarves?
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