London Bridge is melting... etc...

...so that means we are in full-on catastrophic global climate change. And so I got myself a canopy. While the city of my ancestors (at least some of them) is having the first of an unknown number of meltdowns, I think they (my ancestors -- at least some of them) would want me to have a nice outdoor shady area (without going into the forest and sharing my blood with ticks and fleas and mosquitoes and who-knows-what).

And today I sat under my canopy and enjoyed a cooling and drought- (temporarily) ending downpour. My garden AKA weed patch also enjoyed the rain; my weeds are now swoll and buff with hydration.

And tonight I shall see (feel) whether my moonlight stroll is less hot and sticky as the last month's-worth of moonlight strolls have been...