“To the Greeks and Romans, the “dog days” occurred around the time Sirius appears to rise alongside the sun, in late July in the Northern Hemisphere. They believed the heat from the two stars combined is what made these days the hottest of the year, a period that could bring fever or even catastrophe.” (NationalGeographic.com)
The “dog days of summer” have a different meaning for me–hot days, crispy grasses, grasshoppers devouring everything in sight, including my basil, relentless sun–I can’t wait for fall! This summer’s dog days are different in one aspect–we’ve had very little forest fire smoke. Usually August is just one day after another of smokey skies and invisible mountains.
In September 2020, on Labor Day weekend we saw this–
We can hope, right!!
The cows are misbehaving yet again and we spent another Sunday out in the heat on that steep hillside, re-enforcing the fence, putting in new wood fence posts and replacing staples the cows/calves had pulled out of the neighbor’s fence by sticking their heads where they don’t belong! I got the job of pounding staples on the neighbor’s fence line and have the blisters to prove I pounded many, many staples! The Cowboy used the excavator to build us a road of sorts so we could get both the excavator and the ATV to the top of the fence line. The excavator we needed for digging post holes and the ATV to ferry supplies back and forth. As I type this blog at 5pm, we just came in the house–we’ve been going all day long. Exhaustion is putting it mildly!
I finished Louanne’s quilt–a cross stitch quilt she started 30 years ago, found last summer and completed while in Arizona this past season. It took me many, many hours of hand stitching to sew the binding to the back of the quilt–something I have only done for a customer/friend one other time. I hope I have sense enough not to do it again!!
And I’ve been a nurse this week. On Wednesday at noon the Cowboy said, “I’m catching a cold.” In this day and age those words are enough to make you flinch! He has been so incredibly sick, spending two days in bed–something I don’t think has ever happened in our married life. I tested him four times over the course of this illness–he did not have covid and I did not catch whatever it was he had! He still has a cough but is feeling much better!