It has been slightly cooler today. I took the temperature out on the patio, but in the shade, yesterday,and it was 32. In the conservatory even with all the windows open that we can, it's a good bit hotter than that. Any book or whatever left in there gets warped by the heat, and just walking through it is unpleasant.
I've done some work each day in the morning, from about 7:30 to 10, but after that it's too hot for me. I'm OK in the heat if all I have to do is sit about, but I get woozy very quickly if I try to be active. It feels rather pathetic really. I cope with coldness far better.
I could go out in the evenings, but I don't. I feel lathargic. Maybe if I had a bit more gumption I'd do it. Anyway, since apparently I'm lacking in that department, I've been a bit alienated from the garden for over a week now.
The sweet peas have done magnificently, indeed they carry on that way. The echiums are doing very well too (ie little bedding ones, not the huge perennials). Also the pink rose over the pond, which is blooming for the first time properly this year, is a delight: it seems to hold its flowers for ages.
The pond is very clear, and we have two clematis in bloom, neither of which have been really visible any year previously.
I will take some pictures tomorrow if I'm not busy being burned to a frazzle!