When we’re in town on these hot days, we exercise Bess at the beach late in the afternoon. She loves to chase the balls that Mike throws into the river for her. About 3:00, she begins to remind us about the beach. At first, it’s just a gentle nudge with the snout and/or lying at my feet. As time passes, she becomes more insistent. If we don’t go for some reason, she more than mopes through the evening, sending the message that we have greatly disappointed her.
As
we left the beach Sunday evening, I could see that a storm was building. It’s
interesting that because we have those weather apps, we sometimes fail to use
our God-given senses to read the weather. Well, at 2:30 a.m., I awoke to
thunder and lightning. Bess did, too, and whined about it, so I brought her
into the house. This did not immediately settle her, though. She told me how
much she hates thunder and lightning. And then she woke Mike up and complained
to him. “Make it stop! Make it stop!” she whined.
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| Note the deer. They knew I was on the porch. |
Well, we didn’t make the storm stop, but it wasn’t all that close anyway. It left us with .01 inch of rain – hardly noticeable.
As we drove into the farm on Monday (July 28), we saw that some fields have already been cut while others seem ready. I could hear machines working in the distance yesterday. Our fields (spring wheat) are still too green, as you can see by the photos.
In the evening, we watched as a storm developed to the south. A wonderful cool breeze wafted through the open window. But it didn’t last. It didn’t cool the house appreciably, and it didn’t deliver any rain here.
This
afternoon, I took a picture of field burning on the other side of the canyon.
The smoke clouds seem to dissipate quickly.
I was reading today about planting a fall garden – a “second summer garden,” they called it. You know, I’ve never understood how to do that. It’s so hot through August that seeds don’t germinate, and by the time September arrives, the plants understand that autumn is on the way. Besides growing cooler, the days are shorter.
I picked four strawberries, four young zucchini, one regular tomato, and five cherry tomatoes. We'll have zucchini with our pork chops for supper. KW
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| The pond lies behind this row of trees. |
2 comments:
Thunder and lightning storms can be exciting. It very rarely happens here, and when it does, it's not much of anything. I miss those summer storms that would roll through the LC Valley and then drop a good rain and cool things off for a day.
I miss those storms, too. They freshened our world. I saw lightning flashes at 11:45 last night. I'm sure it caused some wildfires, but I have no official info. It's supposed to be much cooler again tomorrow with a chance of rain.
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