Wednesday, July 14, 2010

hot, hot, hot


tis terribly hot, gorgeously, deliciously, gloriously, perspirationally hot. Bastille day but haven't yet found the energy to whizz Scarlet off somewhere. G is of course working like a dawg, the season now well and truly kicked off. The only sounds are the cicadas and the birds, with occasional splash from neighbouring pools. Midweek holidays are just excellent.