Treading Water

Here's the 700 litre wine vat I mentioned yesterday. 

Felt slightly guilty as I sat in the cool water, while my husband laboured, plastering the barbecue he's built - but not too much. And then he joined me. As the temperature climbed to over 40C, we retreated into the house we'd kept dark and cool since about 10am, to eat, sleep, read, and communicate with various folk.

And now I blip, with my space cooler blowing cool air into my face, before braving the (cooling - almost 7pm and "only" 40C) heat to take Lula down to the Lake for his swim.

So far, so good. Even hotter tomorrow.