We went to visit old friends of ours out at Kalbar today. They own a B & B called “Stark House” which sounds like something out of a Jane Austen or Dickens novel. Not well named because there is nothing stark nor dreary about the house. It was a scorching day. As we drove out (from the shade of a tree) the car registered 39 degrees C. Phew!
And I actually like the distortion from the sun. You’ll notice the door is open – little faces were about to peak out and wave good bye for the umpteenth time.