Episode #112 "Humidity, Tarzan, and Frenchness"

Howdy folks:<br/><br/>Welcome to Michael Perry&#8217;s Voice Mail, episode 112. This one&#8217;s available to subscribers and non-subscribers alike. Click the player above to listen.<br/><br/>This is also where Mike&#8217;s &#8220;Roughneck Grace&#8221; columns will show up in the future (see text of today&#8217;s coumn below). For an update on all that, and more information about what Voice Mail is going to be like going forward, please see <a target="_blank" href="https://sneezingcow.com/2022/06/18/roughneck-grace-column-update-2/">this typewriter post</a>.<br/><br/>Also, it hasn&#8217;t been officially released yet, but as Voice Mail subscribers already know, there&#8217;s a <a target="_blank" href="https://sneezingcow.com/product/hunker-brief-essays-on-human-connection/">new Michael Perry book available</a>.<br/><br/>Finally, if you&#8217;re interested in subscribing to this audio newsletter, click on the button below (it says &#8220;Subscribe Now&#8221; but you won&#8217;t actually be subscribed until you review your options and confirm):<br/><br/>If you wish, share this episode with a friend:<br/><br/>Thank you from Mike, and thank you from the Sneezing Cow crew. See y&#8217;down the road.<br/><br/><strong>ROUGHNECK GRACE &#8212; HUMIDITY, TARZAN, AND FRENCHNESS</strong><br/><br/>The humidity today is such that the dew, rather than sparkling, was still sulking on the clover come noon. My shoes got soaked on the way to lunch. I broke a sweat while sharpening a pencil.<br/><br/>This is the Wisconsin that surprises outsiders raised on booming invocations of &#8220;the frozen tundra.&#8221; Little do they realize that come summer the land of cheese goes all jungly. Yesterday I spent some time cutting brush and trimming trees, and in addition to sweating like a sumo wrestler jazzercising in a sauna, I was reminded again how many vine-y things weave themselves throughout the pines and popples and oaks and maples. I flashed back to my days spent reading <em>Tarzan</em> books.<br/><br/>Folks tend to forget that Tar