An early dinner alone.

Brought some food over to M.'s cafe staff.

Set up confections, a glass of clean, drinking water, and a lit candle for the Hungry Ghosts on the studio porch.

Sprayed the orchids with water, as I do every evening. They aren't dying but they also don't seem to be growing. Only my mother and my daughter-in-law Ivy could successfully tend to orchids; the orchids always blossomed for them.

Thanks to the stifling heat the two paintings in the studio are now touch-dry. I'll begin varnishing them tomorrow.

Waiting for my granddaughters to arrive home from school.