… my garden–and my Canon PowerShot SX500-IS.

The camera is never very far away from me. (Granted, my living quarters aren’t very large!!) So when I got up from a short summer nap (contrast to a long winter’s nap), I looked at the clock and saw “99.9” degrees. The clock is temporarily on the kitchen counter because I hung purses on the coat hooks by the front door. One-by-one I’ll decide if I really want to keep a specific purse. ~~ Frankly, I don’t want to walk from my trailer to the CARE Center for the evening meal. Outside, it feels like a sauna!! ~~ Frankly, I don’t want to “do” anything!! I intensely despise the summer heat in Texas!! (But I will  leave the comfort of my air-conditioned trailer for Quiche. We have a [new] young man chef preparing wonderful meals. I pray he never leaves!!)

From my living-room window.

Delightful nap.

Almost 100 degrees.

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Purses on the coat hooks by the front door.

Triple digits.

It’s even hotter.

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