When the weather is hot and humid, my brain shuts down. In days of yore, in fact, the only creative writing I could ever manage in June and July was poetry. Since then I've trained myself, but still...
So this is by way of apology. It's not that I haven't had any thoughts, it's just that they've melted away out of my head. Hopefully, they'll flutter back in over the weekend.
Meanwhile, I enjoy the garden, do some planting, hang up laundry and spend time in the kitchen. That at least gives my husband a break.
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