It’s 90º and feels like 103º with all the humidity between t-storms.  Still, compared to trump’s vile bluster, it’s a refreshing summer day.  He’s a vicious plague, just not invisible.  He leaves a trail of disease and damage wherever he goes, and there’s no vaccine or cure.  All the heroes are dying, but he shambles on.

How can any sentient being support this blight?  He needs to be ejected, one way or the other, so we can begin the long course of recovery.  I hope we live to see it.  There, out of my system for the moment.

On a more palatable note, here are some yummy lemon poppy cookies by E.  And some more cookies!  I almost got baked myself taking these photos in the heat, including both a bee and a hummingbird moth on marigolds.