A strange dream last night - I am watching myself as a cat in a baby carrier strapped to my Mother. Yesterday's heat brought cats to mind, their languor and drape, as though they have melted onto whatever surface they occupy. And we woke to find a fantastic flower, huge and waxy, full of pollen-starved bees, sprouted from one of the more prominent cacti in our yard. 

Today my inner vision is full of blue draperies, moving slightly as if in a wind, but they do not open. Behind them, something alluring calls to me. I feel today will be pleasantly dull at work, as there are too many sextiles in the day's chart for challenges to occur. This persistent heat makes it hard to feel much energy at all, let alone active ambition. The times are suitable for inward exploration and nocturnal life.