We are not talking about ordinary hot. No sir. It is stinking, unbearable, makes me cross, hot. It is 106F today. Not even the dogs will go outside. Haven't been out since 11am. They have strategically positioned themselves under a ceiling fan with an AC vent that blows on them. In the middle of our bed. These are above average, almost smart dogs. This is where I should be.
This is not a clay studio day. It is far too hot out there. Nothing in the world could convince me to go out there. So what's a girl to do? Inspired by that hot stripe of orange on those buttons, I got out my thrift store hand bag an slapped on a little pop of colour in honour of this sizzling hot day. This button was made from one of the new texture plates that I made from a sea shell. And soaking in the ocean is where I'd really like to be right now. I'm trying to mentally transport myself there right now. I'm pretty sure there is a tall cold fruity drink of some sort involved. Ah, yes, the picture is getting clearer. It's a resort, there are beach side chairs, there are waiters bring me drinks.....It is not 106F.
OK back now. I think I'll go out and fry some eggs on the front walk.