July 30th, 2014

hasui hirakawa morning

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One spam notice today. Could be worse.

Thunder and apocalyptic rain interrupt our cool late Julyness. Fortunately I made it indoors (to my aunt's, actually, since I'd contrived a rare afternoon off) before the monsoon hit. Fortunately the tripping pre-schoolers, out for a chilly wade in a local park's fountain, got back in time too.

My squash plants produce flowers, but half Ontario's bees died last winter so I doubt they'll produce squash. One can eat the flowers, but: I took a bite of one last week and found two wasps inside, either mating or too comatose to register the intrusion. The flower was closed up on itself; I suspect my squash plants of being related to Venus flytraps.

Five weeks post-solstice and 8:30 is l'heure bleue. Useful Wunderground tells me that days grower shorter at the rate of one minute 13 seconds per diem. So now I know.