The Clerk Of Works

It's official- I can't take hot temperatures anymore. Yesterday it was 33oC (91.4oF) in Tikokino and humid with it. The only thing that saved us here was it kept clouding over throughout the afternoon and a cool breeze came down from the mountains. Late afternoon Gine finished chopping back the tropical plant from the front door which let in much light into the sitting room and a small amount into the office next door. We piled all the branches on the lawn before barrowing/carrying them out to the front gate and putting them on the grass verge. Didn't want to leave them in the paddock as I'm unsure as to how safe they are as stock food. Hopefully they'll rot down fast before anyone wants to graze the long acre again.

Mishka tried to help with all the work but the heat was too much for him plus the flies are following him around and giving him heaps. As per usual Kit sat and organised the proceedings with her usual aplomb. She is Chief Clerk Of Works when I garden insisting she knows everything there is to know about horticulture. In reality her only contribution is to lie right where you're trying to weed or else to leap out at you when you least expect it.