We’re having a heat wave, hot, muggy and oppressive heat have settled over the farm like a bog, this causes some tension between my wife and I. I am sensitive to humidity and heat, I struggle with it. Maria loves it, it is never too hot for her, she would never turn the air conditioner on. I think I’m going to need it this week, even Fate got worn out after just a few minutes with the sheep. I looked up the hill, and Maria was draped over her pony, it seemed to me that she was dozing a bit, nodding off on Chloe’s back. Chloe didn’t look too frisky herself, the two of them were surrounded by bugs and flies, neither seemed to notice.

It’s supposed to be very hot and sultry, at least for a week. Maria dragged the air conditioner into the bedroom, not I have to get her to agree to turn it on.