The heat that sat on the West coast has drifted across to our area. Although, today wasn't unbearable, the humidity is up and the 90 degree temps are going to arrive by the end of the week.
I work outside in my bathing suit now. I no longer care if planes flying overhead crash if they look down and see me.
I no longer care if satellite's record my image for the amusement of whoever actually looks at those images.
When my body temperature hits boil I stroll over to the pool and flop in.
The pool temperature is around 84 degrees and it still feels refreshing.
All of this is not a pretty sight but then if anyone was actually looking I would hand them a hoe and ask them to help weed the garden.
The doe and her twins have been hanging around the pond. There's enough water in there for them to splash around and cool off. I watched the doe stand on her hind legs and use her front paws to smack walnuts off the low hanging branch. Didn't even know that they ate them.
I babysat my grand baby last night and well into this morning. I didn't sleep much.........not used to her sleep patterns I was afraid I would not hear her if she started to cry. She slept peacefully, I didn't.
John lost his voice last night. Must have been an exciting tennis match he played in. He sounded like Darth Vader this morning.
This evening he sounds like Edie Haskel from Leave It To Beaver.
My camera has been sitting on my computer table.
My fabric postcards are waiting for me to come back and work on them.
The rug cleaner comes back tomorrow to reclean the family room rug. All those spots he made disappear, reappeared. And, now that the rest of the carpet is clean they are really noticeable. sigh...........
I'm still packing up James' boxes to mail off to him at the end of the month. There just doesn't seem to be enough time in the day to get this all done.
My break is over, my bags of groceries are sitting on the steps to be taken upstairs and put away.
I envy folks that can spend hours at a time in their studios creating. How do they do that?