Of Heat and Pies

A dry wind like an escaping desert elemental blew hard today wilting plants and drying the paint I was applying to my parents house. Now the air is still and though it is dark it is still too hot to do real cooking. So I am going to make a salad and turn in early.

This Saturday is DASFA Alternate party and I am going to take a pie... I hope that I have not sealed my doom by choosing to bake a pie during these hot days that feel like summer. Well... windows open and hope for a visit from Boreas, the North Wind esq.

Now, having done much digging and moving of plants I am off to bed.