The heat was back this morning. I could feel it pouring in through the window in the bedroom. We got a week off for which I’m grateful. It was also obvious that it was a respite, not the end of the heat. It’s the summer and until the end of August, is will be mostly hot, hazy, and humid because that’s the way summer is in New England.
Today they are promising violent thunder storms this afternoon, but it’s already three and the sun is still out. It rained (again) last night, so maybe they got it wrong.
There was a dead chickadee on the deck this morning. He was unhurt as far as I could tell, so perhaps it was the natural passing of a bird. I put him in the woods, his home and now his resting place. It made me sad. Life ends but I hated having to confront it first time out of the door in the morning. I also had to keep the Duke in the house lest he decide this was a new toy.