Down by the old swimmin' hole.

Dear Diary,

The perfect weather of June has become the hot and humid weather of July and we are all seeking relief. This farm is not too far from me and I love to go to see what the highland cattle are up to. This time they were joined by a lovely, and large, draft horse. While he was content to stand in the shade of the trees, the cattle went for a little dip in the pond. I'm heading over to New Hampshire today to visit a much larger pond to cool my toes, too early in the season for 'dipping'.

Summer afternoon, summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.

Henry James