As we took our walk earlier this afternoon, it was 25 degrees Celsius, with a humidex of 29. Even now, as I write this — close to dinnertime — it is stlll 24 degrees out. It is so warm that everyone is out in t-shirts, shorts and sandals — so warm that I am actively considering new shoes for the summer, already, when in other years I would still be living in my boots.
It is so warm that the tulips — there are two of them, so the plural is warranted — the tulips are blooming.
Today is supposedly the last day for the warm weather; it is supposed to be cooler — but still warmer than seasonal — tomorrow and through to next week. But still. Tulips and humidexes in the middle of March?
This is madness.
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