Nice weather is HERE!
I am typing this with the windows open and a 64 degree breeze blowing through the room; it’s heaven. I imagine this relief of the oppression of the hardest to endure season is the same northerners have at the arrival of Spring.
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Ugh it’s hot. And there has been no rain for weeks.
Sleep? Sorry, no time, gotta water. Folding clothes? Sorry, no time, gotta water. Blogging? Sorry, no time, gotta… BUT! Today it IS raining! Thanks Hurricane Hanna!
Texans, amiright? We kinda wish for hurricanes and couldn’t wait to eat Bluebell ice cream again after it killed a bunch of folks from Listeria… we’re a special breed, methinks.
Continue reading “What’s worse: The heat or the coronavirus? Don’t answer that…”
Oh yeah, I forgot.
I also forgot about the blue flowered Salvia gaurenetica, the dark purple May Night salvias, and the red flowered fire spike and dwarf bottlebrush. And so, and I say this full aware of the absurdity of it, the ONLY flower color I don’t actually have in the back garden as I was talking about on the last post is peach. Peach… literally one of my favorite flower colors. Sigh. What ya gonna do, man. What ya gonna do.
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No tight pulled in shots these days, more like some minimal selective cropping. It’s full on blog worthy these days! Finally!
Continue reading “The Garden is Blog-Worthy in June”
Ah June in Texas.
It’s supposed to be 103 tomorrow, did you know that? It’s so hot already I can get drenched in sweat if I wait until 10am to move 4 chickens into their run- this is not a difficult or time consuming task, just FYI.
Continue reading “Mostly Roses in the Texas Garden in June”
Whelp.
Yeah.
You know my old soapbox about staying home and staying safe? I still feel that, deeply. But considering I just flew to and from Florida for work means there should be a big ol’ hypocrisy asterisk on the side of said soapbox.
In my defense this was a required onsite for me to test out my product on a massive construction project north of Tampa.
Continue reading “Life off the “Urban Homestead”in Texas and Air Travel in a Time of Coronavirus”
Do days/weeks/months even exist anymore? I can’t be the only one this is starting to all blur together for right?
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