Teresa here, reporting from the lower levels of hell, or perhaps I should say, the upper levels, as heat rises. I have never in all my borned days, as Festus used to say on Gunsmoke, endured such hellish conditions. The humidity has made the atmosphere even more rain foresty than it already was and the mosquitoes and bugs are making me long for the comforts of a "tiger cage" near a rice paddy in Viet Nam. Too soon? Maybe that will always be too soon.
I must say, though, when I walked out barefoot to my gardens this morning, to cut a fresh bouquet, hell never looked so good.
How it feels is another thing.