Charles Dickens may have summed up these last four days best. Remember reading that in Sandy Coburn's freshman lit class...
The Ride, of course, was totally blown off course by The Greatest Choir Ever concert Saturday night and all the trimmings building up to it since Wednesday. Well into my 63rd year, this was the first occasion I've ever had to put on a tuxedo. Turned out one 'buy' was cheaper than two 'rents', so now I own the sucker. AnniePie assures me I'll get at least THREE wears out of it. She's gonna have me burnt in it.
The HEAT goes on! Here on the southern plains July 4 fireworks celebrations were deep sixed right and left last week. Any knuckle dragger out there who is convinced it is his/her god-given right to set the world on fire with pyrotechnics needs to sit down for a heart-to-heart with a firefighter.
Our water bill here in River City doubled over the past month because of outside watering. Deciding, finally, to let the front and back lawns rely on the Good Lord for their next drink was tough. We've got trees--oak, cedar, redbud and pecan--to keep going as well as holly shrubs and AnniePie's gardens. We're already pulling tomatoes as soon as they show color to cut down on them cracking, and one zucchini plant simply gave up the struggle in spite of nearly daily watering.
Every summer when the heat starts piling on like it is now, I tell myself I'm getting too old to fight it any longer. I firmly believe we have yet to see and feel the worst from climate shift. Time has come to look northward, perhaps back to the Pacific Northwest or to the Upper Midwest, for a kinder climate, and, no, we don't mind the snow!
The Ride, of course, was totally blown off course by The Greatest Choir Ever concert Saturday night and all the trimmings building up to it since Wednesday. Well into my 63rd year, this was the first occasion I've ever had to put on a tuxedo. Turned out one 'buy' was cheaper than two 'rents', so now I own the sucker. AnniePie assures me I'll get at least THREE wears out of it. She's gonna have me burnt in it.
The HEAT goes on! Here on the southern plains July 4 fireworks celebrations were deep sixed right and left last week. Any knuckle dragger out there who is convinced it is his/her god-given right to set the world on fire with pyrotechnics needs to sit down for a heart-to-heart with a firefighter.
Our water bill here in River City doubled over the past month because of outside watering. Deciding, finally, to let the front and back lawns rely on the Good Lord for their next drink was tough. We've got trees--oak, cedar, redbud and pecan--to keep going as well as holly shrubs and AnniePie's gardens. We're already pulling tomatoes as soon as they show color to cut down on them cracking, and one zucchini plant simply gave up the struggle in spite of nearly daily watering.
Every summer when the heat starts piling on like it is now, I tell myself I'm getting too old to fight it any longer. I firmly believe we have yet to see and feel the worst from climate shift. Time has come to look northward, perhaps back to the Pacific Northwest or to the Upper Midwest, for a kinder climate, and, no, we don't mind the snow!
