Too hot, and, of course, too dry.

The kind of day when you either had to crawl under a rock or slither into the water.

But, the Falls were overrun, with cars parked everywhere. Apparently people are willing to suffer extremes for a little natural wonder (which at present is the merest trickle). Marina also filled beyond capacity (one anchored out), this time with big sailboats. It must be the height of the season.

An odd little shower this morning with drops few enough to count. And this afternoon a few cumulo-nimbus sailing past to the west and north. Once again the tomatoes look painfully wilted.