I'm Tired Of Summer Now

   Once again, some people can never be pleased. I'm tired of summer now. We are having temperatures in the 90's, and our normal temperature for this time of year is in the low 70's. Fall is my favorite season and I wish it would hurry up.
   I know, not too long ago, I was complaining about cool wet weather and summer taking it's sweet time getting here. What can I say? I just don't like hot weather.
   Most of the garden is harvested. At last. The big freezer makes a huge difference. It's packed full of peas and green beans. I also have at least twenty pounds of tomatoes in it waiting for me to get to them.
   Amy will probably freeze this winter since it's her first really cold winter. It's suppose to be another La Nina year, so it'll be cold and wet.
   I haven't accomplished very much so far this year, just lacking in ambition, I think and a disrupted routine. Probably more of the lack of ambition, I think. It would help if there were more hours in the day.
   I guess this weekend, I'll start dehydrating the onions. I still need to finish doing something with the carrots, potatoes and garlic. I also have a baseball sized zucchini I'm going to turn into lots of bread and zucchini oatmeal cookies. Amy thinks no one makes zucchini oatmeal cookies. They sound good to me.
   I still need to finish the crocheting for Myrna, but since I don't think she needed hats and scarves during the summer in San Diego, there was no hurry.
   I do have all the towels and the rest of the clothes folded, hung up and put away, so I'm making progress.

Life In a Soggy Snow Globe

Fall is here, and so is the rain. No snow yet, but maybe Friday. Our weather lady says it's supposed to be less snowy than last year. Jake, our dog, won't go out in the rain unless you really make him, and then he gives you dirty looks the whole time. He doesn't like to get his feet muddy. Murphy, the cat, comes in one door, only to go out the other door, and then around the house to the first door, only to do it all over again. All day long. Murphy doesn't really mind rain, unless it's pouring heavily. On some trips through the house, Murphy will want his food, so I put it down only for him to decide it's not what he raelly wants. You have to make sure he doesn't see the bottom of his food dish, or he comes and gets you to let you know he needs food. So I shake his dish if there is a lot of food in it and add more if needed. Maybe it has something to do with his starving kitten days before he found us. When we do get snow, the in and out routine will be reversed. Jake will want to stay out and Murphy will be quite happy in his rocking chair by the heater vent. He's no dummy, just weird.

Fall in the air

Fall is in the air. It only got to 63 today and it's suppose to get down to 34. It seems earlier this year. The leaves are starting to change colors and the wildlife are starting to fatten themselves up for winter. Soon, I will be confined to the house in my snow globe world. It's suppose to be in the 70's and 80's this week, so I have time to gather food and things to keep me occupied during winter. I guess the little squirrel that lives in our woods, and I, will be busy. I think we have another month or two or three before really cold weather hits. I don't know if I will be ready, but the squirrel will be.