It has been in the high 90s here everyday. The late afternoons are too hot, but staying indoors or in the water is enough to keep cool. I've started walking on the beach in the mornings. Just a short jaunt, but its enough to make me hot enough to then need to swim. The water is usually glassy in the mornings. You can see clear to the bottom, even in the deeper waters. I join the old people doing their water aerobics and then return home for breakfast.
Baba has taken up whistling. He sits on the balcony and does his tuneless whistle, looking around, talking to our bird. He'll wander to the garden and work some. He just got back from wandering to the market. I say wandering because he plods along very slowly, making several stops at places where he can sit and wipe his brow with his all-purpose rag.
With all our company gone, the place is quiet as we've all entered into our retired life routines...
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