I’m surprised to see the day wasn’t as warm as I thought. It felt like more than 30 degrees, but apparently we had a maximum of 26 around 4pm.
I was in the garden for an hour from 11-12, snooping around for any rogue weeds hiding about the place. There were plenty, but I had to draw the line somewhere and somewhere was the heat!
How soft am I becoming?! I used to live in Darwin, Australia, and thrived in the high 30s with 90% humidity. Now it’s 24 with no wind and I have to take a break? Sheesh! Three and a half years in Switzerland has turned me into a mild-weather lover as opposed to a sauna lover.
Maybe today’s ‘lapse’ was my mind secretly telling me, “Hey, you, watch some French Open tennis.” So I made myself comfortable on the couch for Serena Williams’ match against an Italian, whose name I’ve forgotten, and Djokovic beating Nadal.
I feel very lucky to have had that as an option.
Wishing you a wonderful day.