Bread crumbs and ice water

Written last night: *

Dear Friends,

I am drinking ice water. It is hot. It is going to be hot until October, if I remember right. Got to get used to this! (It’s definitely nicer than steamy Florida heat, but still an adjustment after Spring drifted away last week.) Early this afternoon Zing and I sat in the hot shade at the car wash, where they do a very good job and take a very long time. Zing was spread out on the cement floor like a fallen furry fairy. “The dog’s asleep, Mom,” a little girl said. “He’s not sleeping, darling, he’s hot,” her mom answered. She wouldn’t let her daughter get close to Zing — afraid, I guess, that being hot is catching. 

On the way home I dreamed of icy drinks — a chocolate and coffee milkshake sounded superlative. When we got home I took out the blender. But instead of a milkshake I made bread crumbs and then I drank ice water. 

… and how is your summer?

Love
k

*Today it's cooler.