But what's the point?
Last summer I spent my time here woe is meing over the drought. This year is the same. The garden is done. Even with all the watering, the heat stunted growth and tomatoes will not fruit at these temps. My fruits dried up, my grass is dead. Luckily hay prices have yet to go higher, but alas that is coming as well.
When it hits the century mark before noon, I haven't been spending time in the garden, instead I have holed up in my home and gotten creative with my bad self. I am in the process of fixing up our single wide using only things we already have. I will not be spending money, as hopeful we will have a new home sooner rather than later. But I have been waiting for 10 yrs for a new home. At this point I don't care if it a new mobile home, just something I will not have to be cold in.
Rag rugs are tedious. I am half done with my first one.
I think I made some of the stitches too tight, as it has started to roll a bit.
I have come up with a few other things to do with those rags. Will update on that soon.
I have a hen that decided to hatch out several eggs in Horse neighbor's barn. And a gimpy hen that has accepted her fate and is attempting to hatch out a very large clutch.
And the new generation of turkeys are just as mean.