Hello, my rocks and rockettes! How are you?
It got so cold here that the furnace kicked on. The sun said, “summer,” but the wind said,
“Ha!” Looks like tonight’s going to be
the coolest of the week. It also looks
like a cool week, with a small chance of making it to 80 and plenty of chances
to make it into the 60’s. I hope that’s
the weather we get. I haven’t turned on
the air-conditioning yet this season.
And it IS the humidity more than the temperature. Unfortunately, I’ve inherited the Zoltar family’s
propensity to perspire profusely when the humidity is high. I have a friend who married a frog. He never sweats, no matter how hot it is and
how hard he’s working, he stays dry.
That’s why I’ve nicknamed him The Frog.
My friend is not pleased. I’ve
told her she must be doing something wrong because no matter how she kisses The
Frog, he never turns into a Prince Charming.
Or even Prince Pleasant. Say, you
don’t suppose she’s gay…?
The weather, the weather, the weather. It was more or less marvelous for the 4th
of July weekend; for the parades and fireworks and picnics and campouts. I’ve a different friend who says he’s already
watering part of his lawn and garden.
Certainly, we’ve had enough rain/sleet/snow/hail recently to maintain a
lawn. Right? Or do we need more summer deluges before the
season goes dormant in August and kicks back on in September? The weather is almost never perfect for
something you want to grow locally in season.
The long-range outlook is good as long as you can irrigate your
crops. That means your front and
backyards, and the fields, too.
No matter what we do or don’t do, prices for some items will
occasionally skyrocket, primarily due to weather-related shortages. I believe in sustainability and proper soil management. That minimizes the shortages, but there is
always a shortage of some kind, and customers wondering if it isn’t BS to boost
the bottom line. Who knows?
Unfortunately, I’ve become quite cynical about the
intentions of the average person. And I’ve definitely become more careful about
my surroundings at all times. I still go
where I used to go, but now I’m much more careful. Indoors and outdoors.
I’m much more vigilant of what I say and when and
where. I assume that politicians are
crooks. And as they climb the crooked
ladder to “success,” they are ruthless.
Murder, for sure, and probably torture, too. This is so unfortunate. I used to trust and respect politicians and
police. It took years of beating it out
of me to finally realize that it’s ALL about money, ALL of it. I was the naïve idiot who was the last to
figure it out. I wanted so much to
believe in at least some shred of decency in our government, but I found none. Here there is no honesty.
Oh, I’m sorry dears.
I was in a mood and decided to fix the government. There is always hope. There has to be. I do better when I don’t think about it too
much.
That’s just how I feel.
Thank you, my dears, for joining me in my blog. I love guests and readers. Sometimes I get emotional at all the love
that’s been shown me.
Enjoy, enjoy the weather and outdoor activities. Now’s the time to do all the stuff you wanted
to do in January. Have a great
time. I love you all.
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