A large portion of today was given over to cleaning, drying, polishing, and oiling/waterproofing my Ren Faire boots.

Then I looked at the weekend forecast. Whimpered. Applied another layer of oil.



Also, how disheartening a forecast is 'hot and oppressive'? Especially to a person in tall leather boots, tights, two layers of skirts, a long sleeved shirt, and a snug bodice. Especially when that person runs and jumps and kicks and punches and has limited access to shade. The answer is very. Very damned disheartening.