41 on 4 January at the backdoor thermometer.
Write something on Facebook, words of warning or advice. The cats are inside.
Their minds expand with the heat, causing shutdown and couch curl. Bird baths
are brimming in shady parts of the garden. Though where the birds are is
anyone’s guess. The streets are an oven. Shadecloth over all the tender plants.
Their parts shrivel and curl inwards. Also, blinds and shadecloth at all the
windows. Anything to reduce reminder of glare. Reading Mirka Mora and sipping
cold cumquat cordial. About as much as overheated mind and languid person can
manage.
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