if i had a thought in my head, it would have melted by now and formed a small dribbly puddle at my feet. i am a true fall baby – born in october and happiest when the leaves start turning and the smell of fall is in the air. but this heat…96 degrees and holding at 7pm … is too much for me. i have turned into a sloth. it’s not even weather to love the garden but mostly to get out there early or late and try to water it enough so that it doesn’t dry up and fry up. try to stay cool.