“What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps me in a constant state of inelegance.”
Jane Austen called it. I hate the heat and humidity of Toronto summer weather. I’m only grateful I’m not in B.C., where heat records are falling like nine pins. It’s not the time to be reading a book about climate change. Or maybe it is.
Off to put ice cubes on my feet….
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