Friday, July 26, 2019
There was a lot of this going on yesterday. All of us kept to a level of minimal activity, Dave working on music arrangements in the living room, me reading on the garden bench, Olga snoozing in the grass. (We cancelled her dog walker.) Thus we all survived our heat wave.
I don't think it got quite as hot as predicted. The hottest temperature I saw on my phone was 99º F, a bit shy of the anticipated 101º F. I'm not sure those extra few degrees would have made a whole lot of practical difference, but crossing the 100-degree mark would have seemed more significant.
Not that I'm complaining we didn't get there.
It was an eerie day, honestly. I'm sure I've experienced similar temperatures many times before, living in Florida and certainly during my Peace Corps years in Morocco. But feeling them in England was profoundly unsettling, at least for me.
In the afternoon I made a quick trip to school, to check on the library, empty the book-return bin and pile the incoming magazines in one place for easier processing in a few weeks. The building is air-conditioned, so it was a good day to visit, and I belatedly realized I should have brought my book and just stayed there.
But by late afternoon the temperatures had stopped climbing, and Olga began to get antsy. I took her to the cemetery, where she surprised me with far more energy than I expected. I brought a bowl and gave her water a couple of times along the way, and she chased squirrels and barked as usual. She's resilient, I'll give her that!
It was another good day for butterflies. We saw this Jersey tiger moth (above) lurking in the shadows of a shrub -- the second I've seen this year. (There was one in our garden early this week but it flew away before I could photograph it.)
And this gatekeeper was enjoying the nectar from a ragwort plant.
Overnight we had rain and thunder, and this morning it's 68º F. What a change!