I and the ankle from Hell just refuse to go outside! On the sofa, under an ice pack, I say, “what heat wave?” Better yet, this crazy enforced quiet time has unleased a brand new story inside my head, so that’s what I’m really up to.
How about you? New lemonaide receipes? Short cut routes to the beach? I am fondly missing Dar–where this is the best season of the year, cool, breezy, low traffic!