I have a feeling Mother Nature has decided to slow-cook Montréal.
This is our fourth 2020 heat wave. (I don’t care if they say it’s only 26 degrees Celscius outside today, when it offically feels like 37C, it counts!!)
I won’t complain (much). It is a beautiful summer, with lots of sunshine, and my balcony garden is doing exceptionnally well this year. I am pretty sure my basil plant can be spotted from space!
But I just can’t write anything worth reading with this heat.
My brain (or whatever’s left of it) is focused on creative ways to get cooled off. As I type this, I am thinking about the bath tub filled with ”cold” water, waiting for me…
If I ever go silent, please send the cops to my place. And tell them to bring a shovel… They might have to scoop up yours truly’s melted corpse.