Come on in if you can get around the dogs and have a cup of iced coffee gang!
Yup, I think I`m going to be serving my beloved brew over crushed ice for a spell. It`s been hotter than two rats making whoopee in a wool sock, as my dear hubby would say, here for days! Dry, hot and humid makes for one slightly cranky Feral. I don`t do heat well. Ever since I went through ‘The Change’ I tend to be particularly touchy about hot weather. So needless to say I`ve been spending most of my time indoors, trying to keep cool in the AC. Mister though has been busier than a three-legged beaver with an over-flowing river. Hot, dry and muggy in July can only mean one thing-It`s haying time.
Since he has this week and next off for vacation he figured the time was now to get our hay in. I don`t envy the man one blessed thing either. Putting in eight to ten hours on a tractor in this weather is enough to suck all the life juices from a soul. So far he`s gotten twenty round bales cut, raked and baled with more to come, IF the rain holds off! *Crosses fingers*
We have had a new visitor arrive though over the past few days. Madame Phoebe thought that our back-porch looked like a prime nesting place!
Mister and I had different thoughts since her new nesting spot location was directly over our grill.
She made quite a mess of things and try as we may whatever we tried didn`t dissuade her.
So, knowing that we had been handed a defeat we rolled the grill out of the way and allowed her to do her thing.
She has three little eggs that she`s sitting on. We`ve been peeking daily to see if they hatch and how many. If I can get a picture of them to share I will.
Other than hay and phoebe nesting things here are pretty quiet. We are starting to get ready for fair next month. Our large animal vet Dr. Lisa is coming out next Monday to inspect the goats that are going and give us our health certificates, so we have some tattooing to do over the weekend on our new little Sable doe Tali.
So how is this hump-day treating y`all?