112 degrees

Summer is here, and she is in full swing this year. In fact, I think she's mad at me. Friday June 1st - 112 degrees: I burnt my hand on the car door handle and steering wheel. My thigh melted to my seat. The wind felt like a blow dryer and burned my retinas. How many more months of this??? I photographed a wedding the following day...outside, at 2:00 in the afternoon. I then thought about selling everything and moving to Antarctica. Just me and the penguins. Then I remembered how much I whine and shiver when it's 65 degrees.