My garden is like an oven. The woods alongside are drooping. The willows are losing all their new tips.
It's silent too; even the birds are hiding from the heat.
Fires in this are a no, any physical effort is draining. I've been working in the garden and all I can taste on my upper lip is salt.
It has been a pleasure being out morning and evening however. It's cool at 5.30am and it's cool-ish again by 8pm and light enough that I can work outside until well after ten.
British weather...always sommat to complain about
How are you doing in it ?
M
It's silent too; even the birds are hiding from the heat.
Fires in this are a no, any physical effort is draining. I've been working in the garden and all I can taste on my upper lip is salt.
It has been a pleasure being out morning and evening however. It's cool at 5.30am and it's cool-ish again by 8pm and light enough that I can work outside until well after ten.
British weather...always sommat to complain about
How are you doing in it ?
M