Today was one of the first really blistering hot days we've had this year, but which I'm sure we'll have many more of as the summer goes on. It was a reminder that summer is coming to Atlanta, and it's the price we pay for having such mild (usually....) winters. I'm still more than happy to put up with this heat than the winter snows of New England.
Chuck and I got an early start at the Big House garden, when the air was still cool and damp (low 60's). It's always fairly quiet in that garden, but for some reason on Sundays it seems particularly so. We were each doing our own thing in different parts of the garden, so it was an opportunity to just enjoy the garden and the quiet.