More Water, Please

I can't seem to get caught up on dishes this past week.  Nor on laundry.  Nor watering the garden.  Definitely can't keep up with watering the garden and the trees! 

Symposium last week with lots of wonderful company.  Working lots of extra hours this week.  Monday is my only day off next week.  (The paycheck will be nice.  But when will I catch up on laundry, kitchen, and garden work?) 

Somebody suggested putting a fan near the entrance to the attic, to draw some of the stifling heat out.  I tried that today.  Boy, it was blowing hot air!  But it sounds like it should help in taking the "warm blanket" off the top of the house.  (Besides, it's probably also better for the stuff that's stored up there!)

We did not mow in June.  Well, Andrew did hit up part of the backyard once where the grass was getting water from the sprinkler's overreach from the garden.  As Katie says, it smells like August, it looks like Augusts, it feels like August.

The wasps are building nests like crazy.  Our wasps don't seem to be mean.  I don't recall ever being stung here.  But there are a lot of nests -- way more than I've seen before.  Then we come along like dragons, stomp on their cities, kill their babies, spray poison on the adults, wreck their homes, and cause general mayhem in Waspland.  So the poor homeless wasps keep trying to hang around and rebuild. 

The news clip from Channel 58's coverage of the presentation at symposium is now available online.  That's got nothing to do with heat and water and summerness.   But I'm throwing it in this blogpost anyhow, because, well, it happened during summer.  (Do ya buy that?!)

We are running the air conditioner.  I know, most of you think that's a no-brainer.  But WE are running the AC. We, the people who usually go for a few years between turning it on.  We, who run it for only a few days during the hottest of summers.  I think we're on Day #5 already, and it's still June.

Well, off to change yet another load of laundry.