Hot and Humid

After visiting brother Pete this morning, I loaded up my assistants and 

went back out to do some more work at the old place this afternoon. 

Big Mistake. 

It was 96 degrees, must have been 70% humidity, and I was 

reduced to melting within minutes. 

This is what was in the henspa yard, my beautiful henspa. 

That was literally in the gateway.  

A year ago yesterday, same yard 

Jester had a good time exploring, but he finally collapsed next to the bowl of cold well water, and 

waited for me. 

See all the millet growing in there?  It was from the scratch, I'm sure. 

The ground in here has layers and layers of chicken house cleanings.  It's still damp, in fact. 

Look what was hiding in the middle.  It was a huge plant, too. 

I actually think the millet is beautiful.  I cut most of it down, and 

now I'm thinking I should have brought some home for decorations for fall. 

Darn it. 

We are expecting severe storms tonight, and the wind has been howling around the 

house corners all day. 

The assistant farm protector headed for the air conditioning (and my mail) as soon as we got back in the car.  I didn't need to convince Lil, either, who jumped right into the back to come home. 

We'll wait until it cools down tomorrow, we are plunging to the forties for two nights this week. 

This was the weather in Edmonton, Alberta, this morning. 

Thank the Lord we don't live there. 

I snapped this as we drove through the yard, and I see that I need to clean foxtail grass from that bed, which actually is the cleanest of all the beds.  

Love that sedum!