Extreme Measures for Extreme Times

Remember that rain we had? The one that was going to result in 'Weeds Gone Wild"? Well...
1.5 inches seemed like a lot and gave us hope. But there's been no rain since then, and that poor pitiful 1.5 inches is about all we've had since March.


Time to get out the big guns.


Will set up the pump, ran the hoses through the yard, and proceeded to pump the pond into the garden...

(Actually, he flooded the newly planted pecan trees first)








After the garden, he began to move the hose to the fencelines and then the yard.

I thought the birds were all over it because they wanted water too, but Will came inside and said that the birds were dancing around in the water because crickets and various other little critters were floating everywhere - a smorgasboard!









Water in the pond is now lowered to a pitiful state, but rain will come one day and the pond will eventually fill...in the meantime, the garden has been given a new lease on life.















Any of you who are weather fanatics (like we are), already know that Tropical Storm Alberto is headed for Florida this morning. We sure could have used that rain. You would also know that we are having a mind-blowing heat wave. 99 degrees when we drove to Baton Rouge at 4 o'clock on Saturday afternoon. It was probably that hot yesterday, and as far as we can tell there is no relief in sight.

The only relief I'm hoping for is having the air-conditioning repaired (again).

We seem to be subjects of some kind of 'bad compresser' voodoo this year.

Here is what a stick of butter looks like after sitting on the counter all day in this heat.