It's not the heat...

There are days when I think I have the best job in the world. Fresh air and sunshine. Great views high above the city sidewalks. Hawks screeching as they glide on the thermals over Central Park. But not today. And not yesterday or the day before, either. And I'm guessing probably not tomorrow.

We're having a heat wave here in NYC, and the humidity has been hovering at about 90%. A fierce thunderstorm early this morning flooded almost the entire subway system, funneling everyone onto the busses which were so full they wouldn't stop to pick people up unless someone else was getting off.

All week I got up extra early so I could get my heavy lifting done before the thermometer hit 90. And some things just have to wait. You can't spray for insects when it's this hot; the insecticides may damage foliage. You can't transplant established trees and shrubs when it's this hot; root stress can be deadly in this weather. And as for the pair of topiary Chamaecyparis I need to root prune...well forget it! I won't touch that job till it gets back into the 80s.

When oh when will that be?