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It's been unbearable heat for several days. The thermometer does not fall below thirty-five even late in the evening, when it would seem that it should become at least a little easier. We are promised that on Wednesday it will get a little cooler and rain, but I don't believe it. Weather forecasters always live in some parallel reality - they always have "varying cloudiness" and "precipitation is possible" when the asphalt melts.

I had to shorten walks with my dogs as much as possible. We go out early in the morning, before the sun has gained strength, and late in the evening, when it finally takes pity and goes beyond the horizon. Walks are certainly useful, but not when they are walks in real hell. The earth is red-hot, asphalt - especially, the dogs' paws are gentle, and every time I worry about whether they burn them. We try to stay in the shade and walk on the grass, but the shade is getting less and less, and the grass gradually turns into prickly straw.

Fortunately, I still managed to take a few photos before the sun finally burned the grass.

Most of the time I sit at home, drink liters of cold tea and wait for Wednesday. Although, I repeat, I don't really believe in the promised coolness. Most likely, Wednesday will be just a little less unbearable and it will already be a victory.