My goal at this time of year is to get out on the road for my morning walk by 5:30, 5:40 at the latest, because once the sun peeks over Continental Mountain it's—game over. We have a thermometer in the kitchen window, facing the direct sun. When I left this morning it was clocking at 77 degrees and when I got back it was 96. That's how intense it gets when the rays hit the fan.
Went home for lunch today and finished a scratchboard I have been noodling on for a couple weeks.