Sunday, July 3, 2016

Doomed I Tell Ya...

Well...What is there to say about Summer in the Carolina's that hasn't been said before.

It's hot.
It's humid.
We need rain.

The garden is chugging along thanks to the occasional random thunderstorm and (if rain is in short supply) my valiant efforts with the garden hose, which keeps things alive but doesn't do much for production.

At this point in the game we have had a bang up year in terms of summer squash and spring planted carrots.

The zinnias are doing their thing as usual...

But I got a late start on the beans, tomatoes, cantaloupe and cucumbers.  

The plants are looking good so far but what's that I see?  

Temperatures hovering between 95 and 100 for the foreseeable future.  Makes me want to move to Minnesota...(HA!  MP)

The most fun I've had this past month has been watching my grey lady, Sweet Ginny Girl, recover from her stroke.  

It's been 2 months and her appetite is back, she trots when we go out for a walk, and she doesn't pee her bed anymore.  What more could I ask?

Casey Pig is happy enough to be out this morning.  Little do they know that they will both be in the bathtub later.  Scrub a dub-dub.  Stinky Pig in the tub!

And I've been happy enough to sit out on our back porch and watch the birds eat our seed and hear the SNAP of the rat-trap I've set with peanut butter to kill all the field mice that have moved into our area.  

We have 4 homes that share a back ditch area and I've noticed a big ole pile of brush build-up.  Add to that the tasty yummies that grow in the garden and the birdseed...Well, we've seen the little bastards running through the garden and I've managed to kill over 20.  

Probably the biggest news for me is that (I hope) to be on the back end of a really nasty case of poison ivy.  It's been an itch fest around here the past 3 weeks.  I really didn't want to get on Prednisone.  Thought I'd suck it up instead.

I look like a kid with chicken-pox. 
So disgusting with the scabs and welts.
Oh well.  This too shall pass.

Didn't I say that about The Menopause?


  1. Oh gee, poison ivy- that is just major big time awful.

  2. Wow! Your back porch looks so inviting! Your weather sounds a lot like ours, except that we have been getting ample rain of late (and the mosquitoes are ready to hatch).
    Hope you're feeling better soon.

  3. You know this Minnesota gal could NOT survive in your temps. We've been hitting the 80s (low 80s) in the sun lately and you'd think someone was trying to roast us on a spit for all the complaining. Right now at 7 p.m. it's still 75 in the shade and the inside of our hours (no air conditioning) is up to 70 and we're bellyachin'.

    Your back porch is so beautiful and inviting. It may have taken a while but you did such a nice job on it.

    Yay for your puppies' good health. Such good care you took of Ginny to nurse her back to health.

    How in the world did you get such a bad, bad case of poison ivy??

    1. Weeding...Of course. Round-up is looking REAL GOOD after this!

  4. Ooops, meant to say "the inside of our HOUSE." Too much garden dirt left on my fingers tonight, I guess. ;o)

  5. Sorry about your poison ivy. I haven't picked it up this year...yet. Sometimes when the itching gets the best of me, usually about 3 am, I use ice packs wrapped in towels. The cold seems to help a little. Try it.

    1. Thanks. I use a bag of frozen peas. I'm just SO over it.