This morning I rode my “usual” route in the hills of Anthem.  I was feeling pretty lousy as temperatures topped 100 degrees, but I found a neighborhood water park where I could put my head under a stream of cold water.  After a few minutes of this I was ready to continue.

This afternoon we attended the synagogue’s annual Labor Day picnic:

B fed the geese.  In the shade and with a stiff wind, high 90s are almost tolerable: