It's a strange place I live in when 95 degrees in the shade seems like "cool" weather, comfortable enough to do vigorous garden work! Of course it's all relative. Because the humidity is also incredibly low, I barely broke a sweat this morning as I scrubbed the algae off my little patio fountain--after chasing away the salamanders that like to hide underneath.
Months of 95+ weather here (in Phoenix), would be disastrous in New England. The 30+ days we've had of 110 degrees and as high as 117 degrees would be impossible to bear there. But here, we have soldiered on through the over-the-top heat. My gardens have suffered. I threw away several withered up plants today that succumbed. I will start over again in a few weeks when the temperatures are down to stay for awhile.
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