Now it is SUMMER

If there was any doubt before, it is now JULY….full on the middle of our gorgeous, glorious SUMMER!

Yes, that is me you see happy dancing in the puddles from the thunderstorms, and grinning like a Cheshire cat as I revel in the hot, hot, HOT sunshine.  I love Summer.

Summertime, summertime, sum-sum-summertime!  (feel free to sing along)

Have to get up really early to mow the yard now.  Walk the dogs early.  But I still do my work….lots of outdoor gardening and landscaping… in the middle of the day.  All but watering, the plants appreciate me waiting till late afternoon for that.

I did have to replace a couple of pots of flowers at DeeDee’s that just weren’t up to the heat/sun (the three digit temps are hard on flowers) but I found good sturdy stock better suited to this year’s weather and they are looking wonderful.

Miss my Little A soooo much.  Can’t wait till he is home again.  Got his replacement hammock swing for out under the live oak and it looks great.  He will love that.  The swing is his favorite place.

Tomorrow is 4th of July.  No big plans.  Kids will shoot off some fireworks in the driveway.  We’ll watch whatever the neighbors shoot off.  Going to grill out back and enjoy the sounds and smells and ‘family’ of the 4th.  We are blessed.


Dog days of Summer

and here we even have rabbit days, LOL!

The dogs mostly sleep.  A lot.  In the mornings they go out and lay in the sunshine before the heat rolls in like a blanket.  In the triple digits even the animals prefer the shade.  I water endlessly, never enough rain to counter the heat.  Bobbie Bunny has taken to escaping and leaving the safety of the house to stretch out under the wisteria in the deep, cool shade of the magnolia tree.  I admit, it is a lovely spot.  And well protected from aerial predators (we have hawks, eagles, and owls) but I would prefer she didn’t make these adventurous forays into the wild.  Thankfully the dogs do a fine job of guarding her, keeping vigil all around the wisteria which forms a sweeping dome under which she munches fresh clover and ‘chills’ in the shade.

Ah, the life of a spoiled house rabbit ❤