The problem with heat like this is that going outside seems like punishment - I don't know for what, but even the short wait at the bus stop to head home from work feels like I've been dropped into purgatory for a few awful minutes. What I've missed most over the past two weeks of this dreadful heat is my end-of-the-day ritual: sitting on the porch in a rocking chair, iced tea in hand, enjoying the garden.
So when the heat breaks - which it's supposed to do tomorrow, thank goodness - my first order of business will be to make some delicious iced tea and take it to my rocking chair on the porch. I think I should get creative, though, to celebrate the return of temperatures in the 80s with some new (spiked) recipes...
(By the way, in the time it's taken me to write this post - my computer is deeply unhappy, so it's taken a while - the sky has clouded over and I've just heard rumblings from the sky. Another storm is on the way! Please, God, let us not lose power again.)
yuumm pimms!
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