I've (hopefully temporarily) lost my knitting mojo, probably because it is so damn hot and I felt really out of it yesterday.
The high yesterday was 105. We're very lucky that a. it really only gets this hot a few days during the summer--usually the highs are in the mid80s and b. we don't have humidity. Right now, right before noon, it is 84 out (out hottest time is 4-6pm) and the humidity in 31%. Most of the time in the summer all one has to do is get in the shade and you're fine. But temps above 100 really don't allow for shade sitting.
This morning we got out by 7:30 for a 3 1/2 mile walk with the dogs, and then after breakfast (which we ate on the patio, it was delightful out) Tim started working in the garage (he's doing a big clean) and I started working in the guest/yarn room (ditto). I got 10,000 steps by 11am (a new record maybe!) but I really started feeling the heat. I got things to the point in that room that I can tackled several little jobs one at a time and it will be all set for when we go on vacation and our dog sitters stay over a few times.
I quickly read Alan Cumming's memoir, Not My Father's Son, and it was very good. If you haven't read it you should.