July’s first half was hot, humid, and frequently cloudless so we endured what we had to. The last ten days or so were like this – a few degrees cooler, often filled with billowing cumulus, and frequent light to moderate rainfall. What a relief!
We will see what August sees fit to bring our way.
Our garlic is in, forty five bulbs worth. That is enough to plant this fall and have plenty to use in cooking well into, if not all the way through, winter. While probably not enough to be completely self sufficient, it is enough to reduce our dependence on store bought garlic.
When a thunderstorm approached recently, a number of Turkey Vultures took advantage of the gusty winds, soaring, wheeling, and skating across the sky. I derived a good deal of pleasure watching them.
If a Turkey Vulture can feel something like the human emotion of pleasure, each one must have felt it.
We have experienced a lengthy dry spell – only 20.7mm of rain since June 25. We got some very welcome rain yesterday and overnight – I measured 13.7mm this morning This afternoon I measured another 9.2mm. It has fallen slowly, gently, soaking in to very dry soil, and filling the rain barrels.
Some folks might complain about rain falling through most of a summer weekend. We prefer to be grateful for this most welcome gift.
A recent sunset lit the evening sky with brilliant fire.
Large as they are, Turkey Vultures become insignificant motes when set against the background of All Things.
Wagon loads of wheat straw are hauled to storage.
One can gain some insight, accomplish some in-seeing, by gazing into a campfire.
These pretty flowers (I don’t know what they are, perhaps you do) grace the drainage ditch paralleling a country road.
On a recent summer morning this towering cumulus presaged rain. Not for us, for fortunate others. Good for them!