... it's far too hot out front here; let's get a cold drink and head to the back where it's shady.
I've got some cold salads and some lovely cherries in the fridge. We can have supper out here, in the fresh air. In a month or so, the wasps will be too troublesome to let us eat in peace.
There's an extra bottle of wine on the counter; there's no need to rush our meal.
Once the sun swings around, though, about seven o'clock, it's going to burn right through that hole in the treeline from where the neighbours took down their mayday tree. We can move to the far back, into the deep shade. That bush is just blooming and the smell of those blossoms is intoxicating.
And when the sun drops and pulls the temperature down with it, as it will do in the high plains, we can move around to the front where it's still a bit warmer and catch the last rays of the day.
And we can listen to the Friday Random Playlist:
Salvation - Cranberries
Run Run Run - the Velvet Underground
Hotel - Broken Social Scene
What's Happened to You, My Dearest Friend? - Another Sunny Day
Teenage Kicks - the Undertones
I'm So Bored With the USA - the Clash
L'anamour - Serge Gainsbourg
The Pines - Hefner
Single Girl - Lush
Symbol of Mordgan - the Fall