10. We started school last Monday. I was in shock. Literally. I changed gears so fast I gave myself whiplash.
9. One of my work clients procrastinates more than I do, finishing 3 new products the day before leaving for a show. I had to do emergency photography, apply Photoshop magic, write copy, and create, then print brochures. Being the never say never personality that I am, I worked like a maniac and finished the project.
8. Another one of my work clients had complete network failure. They really should schedule these things with me. The first week of school is not the time for computer, software, or network failure. Please.
7. My garden has passed its prime so there is little to show that would inspire others to garden. In fact, I try not to go out there. It's just too depressing and it's too hot to do the work that needs to be done.
6. The chickens are hot, walking around with their wings splayed and their mouths open. They are not cute this way.
5. The cats are sprawled on the concrete of the patio trying to leech any relief from the normally cool, damp, mossy area. They are not regal in this position.
4. The Yellow Dog has excavated a huge trench next to the house to find comfort. Neither the droopy, panting dog nor the landscaping is amusing.
3. The pastures are browning, except for the weeds (actually some of them are giving up, too). They are not appealing and I refuse to touch-up my blog pictures. Wouldn't that be cheating?
2. Since the garden is finished, there is nothing to can, freeze, or dry, so there is nothing to inspire anyone.
1. I'm jealous because I can't write with flitting ease like ZBTZahBTzoo. Thanks, by the way, for checking on me.
Having said all this you would think I was battling depression or at least the doldrums. I'm not, just silent. If the temperatures and/or heat index drops below 100° during the day maybe my brain will begin to see words. Cape Jasmine, will this suffice?
Oh, there is one funny, whole family, skunk story. I'll try to write it after supper.