Hot summer days

You know it's hot when even the rings from your drink are happy that you're in the air conditioning.

Or maybe it was just happy to be having tea with Elle too,

Joyce

Walk to the park

New York, like much of the country, spent last week in the grip of a heat wave.  One day during the week, Hubbie and I decided to brave the heat and walked the dog to the park.  It was ridiculously hot. (Ok, who am I trying to kid?  I start saying that when it gets above 80.)

We stopped in the shade for a while to cool down.  It was a crazy hot, hazy day.

We didn't make it to the bigger park which is only a couple more blocks away because by that point we were all hot and sweaty and more than ready to go back home to the air conditioning. 

Winnie especially.

I can't wait for fall,
Joyce