Hot, Hot, Hot

I don't know if I can manage creative thinking, it is SO hot! Yes, I did grow up on the equator, I don't care what you think, I'm hot!! My eyelids are sweating.
Wonderful, sweet hubby is working out in that heat building me stairs for my rock garden (more on that when I've got creative juices, right now they've dehydrated).
OY! Hot! Thank goodness for sprinklers and cotton tank tops and neighbours with bad vision.