It’s summertime where I live.
And when I walk out the door of my house, there is a regular sound of the season.
It’s the sound of a chorus of heat pumps doing their thing. It’s the sound of cooling happening all over the village. And it’s just sort of a soundtrack of Summer around here. Living in this region also means that I’m residing in the land where the heat pump is king. This is super nice with me and I wouldn’t have it any other way. Having a heat pump mean excellent cooling in the Summer and an abundance of heating during the mild Wintertide weather. I’ve lived in other regions where heating a lake house took a boiler or a gas oil furnace. That’s just not where I want to be. While those regions have lots to offer and are beautiful in numerous respects, I can’t do that kind of winter. When I lived where the gas oil furnace was the favorite heating method, it was pretty brutal really. For the most part, if the gas oil furnace was running, I didn’t want to be somewhere however inside. Let me tell you, that was a real change for me. I have the pictures to prove it. I ballooned by nearly forty pounds over the time I spent in the north. But once I got back to my roots in the land of the heat pump, I was no longer so sedentary during the winter. I also wasn’t so dang chilly either. So I’ll put up with 4 months of intense heat to trade off for perfect weather the rest of the year. And I can count on the heat pump to keep me cool for those several months.