Came a hot Friday

Morning forecast says 27 degrees. It's a nor wester and as the minutes tick by, stinking hot.  A different crew are putting up the boxing; next step in rib raft foundations. I don't know how it works but I'm watching it unfold. Three young guys, organised, know what they are doing. I'm wondering how they stay out in the heat all day and bring them drinks and left over morning tea for afternoon tea. There's a big pile of polystyrene in front of the pile of dirt and the pile of wood. Piles seem to be the order of the day on the building site. I continue my quest for taps and basins and buy a hose- my new plants are still in pots and will die without water in this weather. It takes some time to set it up, this thing is idiot proof. Yeah right. Behind the piles the garden is blooming. I pick some roses and lock up.