It was another hot day today as we shuffle, literally, through this extreme “heat dome” that has settled over most of western North America. Anything more than a shuffle is to invite heat stroke, heart attacks, and profound, sweat-soaked enervation.
But going out early will work. M and I avoided the soaring 42°C (108F) temps that occurred later in the day by leaving for our walk before 8. When we stopped for a rest and water drink, this is the view we saw.
We are very fortunate to live across the street from this park with its fabulous swimming beach, and in the upcoming weeks, I plan to spend a lot of time there with several good books.
These bright yellow chairs sitting in the sun remind me that in about four days, I will be starting my holidays and heading to my home in British Columbia’s Okanagan Valley. For the most part, it will be a staycation. Looking forward to it.
The Okanagan Valley is quite famous for wine grapes, but for many years before that it was well-known for its fruits and vegetables, especially its tree fruits.
I am not usually a big lover of fruit, but there’s nothing quite like a fresh peach, warm from the sun, gently sweet and juicy, slightly tangy but not acidic. And that heavenly peachy perfume! Such a treat!
So as I sit on the equivalent of a massive glacier, I can always dream sweet summer memories of peaches. Mummm, I can almost taste one.