August is half way through and it's been VERY hot. I've been like an old trout in a deep bend in the river, lurking. Today it felt different. The poplar trees are going yellow and falling to the ground. The fig trees are also thinking they've had enough. It's still hot but not so hot!
The walls are quite thin but strong. It will do fine!
Good book came in the post. Full of scary stuff.
The guinea pigs are finding it a bit hot, too. They burrow deep into the straw and sleep.
The vegetable garden is rubbish.... well, one bed is brilliant because I used a whole compost heap of compost on it and planted sweet corn and melons and water it copiously. The rest is over. Swiss chard just keeps on.
So that's how it is in August.
