85 in the shade, and there was no shade to speak of on the beach today when Skye and I went for our walk.
A terrible day for fossils; this
Lemon Shark (probably) was the best of four.
Did I mention it was hot. For a few seconds I didn't think I'd be able to drag Skye out of the cool stream to finish the walk.
Even the local Great Blue Heron had his (or her, for fear of misgendering it) tongue hanging out as it waded around fishing.
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