It was 100* here yesterday. The a/c that came with the house made some strange noises two nights ago and died on us, so I pursuaded tim to buy a new one yesterday and basked in the wonderfullness that is our bedroom all evening. Today rain is expected and much needed.
Banjo is very active as usual but also has long naptimes where he's quiet, just as he'll be on the outside. He listens when I sing and seemed to be listening quietly at the cookout we hosted on the solstice. Day by day is being enjoyed, as is every nap, every walk, every long afternoon reading a book cover to cover. This is a strange time. It doesn't feel last-minute or crushed, but there is a realization and appreciation in what is now.