It's 6:22 p.m. and still about 85 degrees according to the interweb. I am sitting in my garden in the swing with my feet in the grass and an ice cold glass of...well, I checked and right now it's just ice. That's fine. I have on summertime chooch-togs I wouldn't dare wear in public. The dog stopped panting just a few minutes ago, so it is cooling ( Read more... )