Survival.

I’ve tried to hold my tongue.  Really.  I’m not usually one to complain.  Most of the time, I am eternally optimistic, but quite frankly, I just can’t take it anymore.

Its hot.  

H.  O.  T.

I am well aware that among most of the people in my social circles I am in the minority because I truly adore fall and winter.  Summer is my least favorite time of year.  I love a good barbecue on the 4th of July and I’ll even take good water fight now and then.  The true saving grace of summer are the storms.  I love a good, pounding rain and the thrill of an unexpected thunderstorm, but so far, we haven’t had much of that either.


The grass is brown (and crunchy), my feeble attempts at minor landscaping are wilting, and I am completely terrified to open my electric bill.  


I suppose on the bright side of things, I could say that my laundry dries on the line in virtually no time at all, the mosquito population is practically nil, and I don’t have to worry about the kidlets dragging mud all over kingdom come.  


Regardless, we are trying to spend time outside during the coolest parts of the day.  There are simply too many amazing things to explore out here.  

Last weekend, my oldest, Peanut, found this out by the barn:


Scores of freshly emerged baby caterpillars.

A couple of days later, it looked like this:





They were hungry.
Peanut rescued eight of them from that lone milkweed.
The next day, we thought we should go see if we could rescue the rest and transplant them to the other part of the field that is thriving with milkweed.  But they were gone.  
So we have eight lovely Monarch caterpillars who have taken up residence in our kitchen.  
Can’t wait to watch miracles unfold before little eyes.
Time to whip up an ice cold frappucino before heading out to water the tomatoes. 
Stay cool.
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