Steamy

100-degree heat is only acceptable if it lasts for no longer than 48 hours and then on the third morning you wake up to a cool cloud cover and a quiet kinda misting rain that's so light it's just barely, barely there. That's how we do it in Oregon, anyway.

Pile up on the couch with the AC unit on high.

 

Pug geezer and pit bull, both champion layer-arounders.

 

A bumble bee in my California fuscha. Everything I do in my flower garden is for those li'l buzzers—they're having a hard time of it, you know.