It’s hotter than Dutch love outside. The humid heat is channeling Planet Sun, where eggs disintegrate on the pavement and sweat comes out of a body’s pores within seconds – just before melting begins.
A scorcher is predicted for Tuesday, with a heat index around 100 degrees. I feel sorry for the plants on my patio, as the afternoon sun heats the wooden planks to a few degrees above hell. The blooms seem to be flourishing, though, with constant water and a few kind words. My hope is that the petunias, vinca, lobelia and pansies survive the heat as they survived the torrential rains in June, so I can continue to enjoy their color and beauty until the crisp air of fall arrives in September.