We’re all just trying to get through the day; my ambition to accomplish anything has an inverse ratio to the heat, I find. It’s too hot to think, let alone do anything else. We had a long lunch in the park, which was nice.
I ran home at lunch and drenched the weasels, who I hope are still ok when we get home.
Phil’s uncle had a serious heart attack, and everyone is very worried about him. Best wishes to Phil and the family.