A small black snake moved into the garage yesterday – after a cold week, the suddenly rising temps forced it to look for cooler and moist living quarters. An angry and threatening snake it was, but Michael relocated it up the hill into the rocky culvert where it will no doubt make its way back down the hill for a drink and better living quarters. Michael needed a little time to recover after the capture and release!
The summer breezes are still with me. A wasp tickled my wrist and flies made their way inside the house. The summer we had and the heat has been hauntingly endless! The freezing nights left the house cold enough to wear sweaters and jackets indoors but we needed to shed them outdoors. That’s the way it will be for many days ahead. I keep reminding myself that we are not living through an ice storm, hence I should not complain...but
I walked the campus today and wish I could describe the dryness with my photos and somehow make those who don’t notice, hear the sound of lifeless, dry earth under their feet. It’s never been so dry and unseasonably warm here or anywhere I’ve lived. How does 80 F degrees sound during the holiday season? Not good for me!
Construction workers live and breathe dirt and dust, month after month. After a mile walk, I felt the grit on my skin. I heard only two Chickadees. The blasted drought is sucking the life away…
Three voice mail messages on my cell phone were waiting for me when I returned from my walk. An elderly lady inquired about her husband’s health records being transferred and left a very detailed and anxious message three times, five minutes apart. As a favor to her, I returned her calls, wanting to let her know she did not reach the doctor’s office but reached me, instead. I was certain I dialed correctly and her distinctive voice shot back at me loudly and clearly, screaming accusations of harassment, and swearing that she didn’t use the phone at all during the day. Sure, I was angry and shocked, but I couldn’t help but feel much sympathy for her…she needed a hug. I wiped the grit from my face and returned to working on budgets while counting the minutes until quitting time.
At home, I rushed outside while the shadows were beginning to hide a few gifts of life in the yard. These views save my sanity on days like this.
The suet cakes are beginning to melt. We might need air conditioning tonight.