Hellish hot but hazy evening

So hot.  Woody and I climbed the hill before breakfast and then I lurked indoors most of the day doing mortgage forms cursing and swearing and downloading new PDF software.   Rewarded by an early evening walk locally and dinner outside in this soft and beautiful light.  Tried to catch the murmur of bees on lavender and the cooing of the (flipping ) wood pigeons on video and then V put on Beethoven’s 6th to illustrate his thought that something in it sounded like a wood pigeon and Woody started singing along.  Expanding his repertoire from Beethoven’s 9th.  It’s the German in him.