
Oh, my, am I a droopy whiny hot puddle. It's been in the nineties forever (or a few days, depending on your level of wimpiness), with no sign of letting up. We are not acclimated for this! I used to think my mom was crazy, running all over our big old house- opening/closing windows as the sun shifted, moving fans, hanging sheets in front of stairways . . . and now my people think the same of me.
There is a little knitting going on in the early hours. The lighter color makes me think of sherbet, which helps in cooling my thoughts down.

There is more reading than usual, because it requires the least amount of movement. Twinkle is on the lookout for comfort, too.
But there was the moon last night. I wish I could have captured the orangeness of it, and there's a blue moon to look forward to this month, too!
I hope you are all comfortable and not hanging out with cranky souls like me!