HEAT

 

CHILL

 

Guess what today is.

Oh yes, just in time.

It's National Ice Cream Day!

So take the edge off of that heat and get yourself a cone.

Or a dish.

Or a batch.

Whatever your choice, cool off with some ice cream today.

FOLIAGE

Part of Judy's Coleus Forest, trying to take over the patio.

(There are more in the house) 

THE FRIDAY FUNNIES

 Vive la France!

Yes, it's France's National Day also known as Bastille Day!

So let's eat lots of snails!

Or you could celebrate another day today: It's National Nude Day!

A day when nudists around the world go au naturel.

But if you plan on celebrating it, probably better put off that trip to the store.

Here in Arizona the mercury is threatening to pass the 100 degree mark so let's begin, as we did last Friday, with something to cool you off.

You know what that means.

The fun is (mostly) over.

Now, non-alliteratively, I would like you to enjoy a remarkable weekend.

And always remember to keep laughing!

Here, kitty-kitty . . .

( . . . ooooohhh, I know that feeling . . . )

LAKE VISIT

With summer's scorching temperatures recently we had been pretty much confined to our home.

It is supposed to surpass the 100 degree mark this weekend.

So late yesterday afternoon I suggested we visit nearby Yavapai Lake and watch the ducks for awhile.

It's a small lake, more of a pond really, but catching it in the right light with the fountain going in the center can provide some nice views.

And gazing at that water, one can actually feel cooler.

The duck population has severely diminished as many may have migrated north seeking cooler weather.

But there were enough to amuse us.

These two swam back and forth constantly staying in close proximity to each other.

We watched and conjured up fantasies about their relationship.

First date, maybe?

Many people were walking and some even jogging on the path alongside the lake.

We, however, remained in the car with the air conditioning running.

With advancing age comes loss of energy and mobility but growing wisdom, I like to think.

We are fortunate to have this little lake only a few minutes away.

A LITTLE GARDENING

 We don't have a huge area for gardening where we live.

The yard around our duplex is covered in gravel and rocks.

And weeds with which we do battle.

But we have a nice covered patio which is home to our minimal gardening, most of it in pots.

As always, a mint plant is the star of the show and the leaves make our evening cocktails smell so nice.

Next to it is a basil plant that seems to be frowning a bit by comparison to its neighbor.

Hot tip: a few years ago we had a basil plant that we harvested, used to make pesto and froze in an ice cube tray.

Then we forgot it until recently when I uncovered it and it made a nice sauce for some pasta.

Our chives seem to be suffering from not enough watering, too much watering, the incessant heat or maybe just neglect.

But the green tops still make a nice topping for dishes from the Master Chef (not me) when snipped.

Now our tomato barrel has a couple of plants that Judy describes as "leggy".

Still we have harvested two beauties.

The first one was green when I accidentally dislodged it from its vine and Judy said she didn't think it would ripen.

But it did and was delicious.

We've only managed one of the small plum or cherry tomatoes but we shared it and it too was just like in that old John Denver song: "only two things money can't buy, that's true love and home grown tomatoes."

I'm not sure if the birds get to them or they just shrivel and die but if luck and your gardeners pay attention we might get a few more.

Meantime, the sun faces watch on with apparent bemusement.

READING LIST

I've been doing something recently that I used to do all the time before the Internet came along to occupy my days.

Actually reading books!

I devoured a couple recently that gave me a lot of pleasure and that I will recommend to you.

This was the first, a book Judy brought home from the library.

Now don't sneer, while Elvis plays a large part, it's really a history of the entertainment industry in Las Vegas.

It tells some of the stories about the mob's influence over the casinos back in the early days, spends quite a bit of time on the Rat Pack days of Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, Sammy Davis Jr., Peter Lawford and Joey Bishop, and details the days when you could see big name entertainers working the Vegas lounges.

(I once saw Della Reese do her show and all it cost me was the price of a drink.)

There are stories about the various entertainment bookers who ruled the roost.

And then Elvis came, after his movie career was drawing to a dismal close, and re-invented Las Vegas with his powerful show with two singing groups, a rhythm combo and a 40 piece orchestra backing him.

And yes, it continues on to the later period when he was bored with doing the same old shows in a greatly expanded jumpsuit to accomodate his ballooning weight, his drug abuse and his eventual death back home in Graceland.

It's a fascinating read.

Then on to an entirely different world with my second selection.

Oliver Darkshire began as an apprentice at Sotheran's, a London- based institution dating back to its founding in York in 1761 and then a move to London in 1815.

Selling rare books and prints in a dusty old bookstore might sound like a boor to you but Darkshire tells of his days there with wry humor (I suppose I should spell that humour) that sometimes borders on slapstick.

I loved it because my wife and I owned and ran a bookstore dealing in new and used books for seven years before we realized the truth in the old saying about how to make a million dollars in the book business: start with two million.

But I think you don't need to have been in the book business to enjoy Darkshire's tales of some of the weird customers and equally strange fellow employees in his story.

All you need is a sense of humor/humour.