Saturday sunset in Canberra. One of many 39-degree days we’ve just had or have forecast for the next week. The garden is dead!
Blue sky and heat on the anniversary of the 2003 Canberra firestorm.
A sulphur-crested cockatoo watches me water the garden at sunset. Look at the orange summer light…
This has NOT been a productive week, but is has been very hot! We have a serious heatwave around here at the moment – forty-ish degrees every day.
After days of high temperatures, I didn’t really need to see this on Saturday night: Canberra will be the hottest city in Australia on Sunday and Monday.
There are a few authors I was supposed to be in contact with, and I am sorry for not doing that.
I became sick at the end of last week, with something that reappears every so often. From there I became sick in general. For a few days this week I was literally only eating a third of a piece of fruit a day, and struggling to keep that down. As you can imagine, it didn’t exactly leave me with the energy to get out of bed! In the end, all I could do was drink sugary drinks to try and get some energy out of them.
I am sure people have heard of the enormous paedophilia story going on in US gymnastics at the moment. It’s a long read, but this is an important article about it:
The U.S. Gymnastics System Wanted More Medals, And Created A Culture Of Abuse To Get Them
Also, this horrifying development – silencing victims by threatening lawsuits:
USA Gymnastics won’t seek fine if McKayla Maroney discusses abuse
Hear Larry Nassar’s victims in their own (powerful and brave) words
This week marked fifteen years since the horror of Canberra’s 2003 firestorm. It was even hotter that year, and we had a severe drought, and – combined with the dangerous winds – there were never “better” conditions for a catastrophic fire.
The rest of this week:
The West just does NOT get it.
My review of Marrying His Cinderella Countess by Louise Allen
My review of Miracle on Ladies’ Mile (A Gilded Age Holiday Novella) by Joanna Shupe