My jet lag seems to have been delayed rather spectacularly. The first four days home, I was as fit as a flea, ran around doing everything and nothing.
For the last week, I have been swimming through viscous custard. The heat hasn’t helped. After 3.5 years of living in a cold climate, I think my blood finally thickened. Now I wilt, lettuce-like, at every hint of sunshine.
Cats definitely have the right approach. When hot, lie down. In fact “when anything” lie down and play possum.
The attached photo was more for the lily than Ms Tortie washing her derriere. I have had a random rush of lilies in the garden, which I didn’t plant AND WEREN’T THERE last year.
I suspect I may have fairies at the bottom of the garden.
For the last week, I have been swimming through viscous custard. The heat hasn’t helped. After 3.5 years of living in a cold climate, I think my blood finally thickened. Now I wilt, lettuce-like, at every hint of sunshine.
Cats definitely have the right approach. When hot, lie down. In fact “when anything” lie down and play possum.
The attached photo was more for the lily than Ms Tortie washing her derriere. I have had a random rush of lilies in the garden, which I didn’t plant AND WEREN’T THERE last year.
I suspect I may have fairies at the bottom of the garden.
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