It’s summertime where I live.
And when I walk out the door of our house, there is a official 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 neighborhood. And it’s just sort of a soundtrack of Summer around here. Living in this region also means that I’m living in the land where the heat pump is king. This is super superb with myself and others & I wouldn’t have it any other way. Having a heat pump mean excellent cooling in the Summer & an abundance of heating during the mild Wintertide weather. I’ve lived in other regions where heating a house took a boiler or a gas furnace. That’s just not where I want to be. While those regions have lots to offer & are superb in numerous respects, I can’t do that kind of winter. When I lived where the gas furnace was the preferred heating method, it was pretty brutal really. For the most part, if the gas furnace was running, I didn’t want to be somewhere but inside. Let myself and others 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 our roots in the land of the heat pump, I was no longer so sedentary during the winter. I also wasn’t so dang cold either. So I’ll put up with 4 weeks of intense heat to trade off for perfect weather the rest of the year. And I can count on the heat pump to keep myself and others cool for those numerous weeks.