Today is just plain yuck, there isn't an eloquent way to describe it. Too hot, too dry and not much fun to be outdoors at all. The girls and I were going to go for a drive to the local pool but you know what? It is too hot to bother with that. Hope is being entertained watching a movie (Frankie and Annette are still good) and Grace is cross stitching (I don't know how she can) and I am reading blogs (with a preference for Northern Hemisphere snowy ones). Poor old Tim is at work hoping (as always) that there are no fires or other mishaps.
I love my back door view anytime but truly when it is brown and the remaining grass just crunches underfoot is my least favourite way to view it. We are fortunate though, the creeks are still flowing albeit slowly and it is still green in the riparian zone. I know out west it is dire and even in these parts some of the farms I drive past the stock have no worthwhile feed. Summertime always makes a cottage in town with ample water and less responsibility look inviting.
If I had a house in town though I might miss out on having little chicks (I certainly couldn't have a rooster). This little one is a few days old now and impossible to catch. Very lively despite the mid-forty degree C heat. Marie the mother hen was supposed to be hatching some turkey eggs because the last thing we need are more flighty Sebright-cross bantams but unbeknownst to us she also ferreted away some bantam eggs in her clutch. Thankfully she is still sitting tight so the turkey eggs should still be viable. Fingers crossed.