The day, 32 degrees. We are not used to this heat. The whole day I want to drink a brew and just brew. Sons lazily wandering around the apartment in a speedo, not knowing where to go, and I'm in a bathing suit. In General, just live. Even our favorite of Gukuna is not, as usual, on the bed or on the couch, lying in the hallway on the floor with legs raised upward and vysunut language, breathing deeply. Ml. and here the son asks: "And are we going to eat?" Brain stupefied from the heat or melted. Opened the fridge, caught my eye packaged pork tenderloin. Decided it quickly, without problems to make what You see here. Strange, but the strength is enough for photographing. St. the son was surprised when he saw me with the camera: "Barely alive, and the camera is always in hand"...