The fields around us have been blueish recently. It's a delicate hue. Apparently they are linseeds. I had no idea we needed to grow so much linseed. Up close, the stems dance dreamily in the breeze. I, meanwhile, try to capture the breeze by extending my arms at shoulder level, like an over-heated bird.
Maybe I am an over-heated bird! 30 degrees is not my optimum temperature. Not complaining, I'm adapting. Today I made dinner at 10am while the trailer was still relatively cool. I felt like a Stepford Wife and it really screwed up my day.