Unrelenting solar death rays--Day 6. The cats won't even go Outside, the sun is too hot. I got some chicken for dinner at the Wochenmarkt in the Marienplatz this morning, and had to wring the sweat out of my shirt after trudging back up the hill.
Naturally the Biergarten is closed for the winter. 10 Celsius degrees warmer than when it was open in May, but why would anyone want to sit outside and be refreshed when it's actually freaking hot?!
We had a nice weekend. Saturday there was a local fall/harvest/church festival with nice roast duck, handcraft stalls, and discount beer. Sunday we went on a drive through the country to peep at farms and leaves, and stopped at a small airport to watch two-seaters, gliders, and helicopters at a cafe right next to the Flugplatz.
Monday I gave Smokey a bath, which was as usual traumatic for both of us, but he smells better now. He got his revenge yesterday by pooping on himself and getting it on the couch, which is made from some weird automotive-upholstery garbage that can only be cleaned with plain water--and apparently not paper towels, because now it's all covered in little white bits I can't scrape off. I secretly admire Smokey. I also hate that couch.
Then I hiked 3km (did I mention unrelenting solar death rays?) over to the Sichtungsgarten, a final visit before it closes to the public for the winter. Still a lot of color in the fall plants (and a lot of "green as neutral"), and bees, and spiders..... No beer though--the cafe is closed on Mondays, because why would anyone want to sit outside and be refreshed on a Monday!?
The pictures are all awful because I still don't know how to deal with the angle of the sun. But they would be some interesting inspiration if I ever stop being a lazy piece of shit and start making things...
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