We left the shade of the Oak tree just before seven but it was still too hot. Over a hot four-lane with an emergency lane. Nice (the dog) had napped all day but as we got to a restaurant / ice cream store I got a malt at nine, and the next l knew it was after eleven and were on the road with darkness. Then the state police kindly escorted us the last mile of Rt15.
I am exhasted now after walking through Bville in the wee hours.
Just can't keep my eyes open.