Vespers

In times long past, I used to go to summer camp.  Every evening we'd go up the mountain and sit around a camp fire.  Upon our descent, we would sing vespers.  "Day is done.  Gone the sun...."  I have great memories (but mostly about how homesick I was).  Nevertheless, here is a sunset at our Peaceable Hill Farm.

I won't be posting for a couple of weeks, but I will be reading all your blogs.  I am having my knee replaced this week.  At seventeen, I had knee surgery and I've needed a new one for nearly twenty years.  So, hope all of you get rain and cooler temps.  This week, it is supposed to climb to 110 degrees around here. 

And may I mention, I have been having trouble commenting on some of your blogs and have no idea how to correct the problem.  Any info will be appreciated.  Stay cool and well.

California Dreamin'

We grow em big here at our Peaceable Hill Farm.  Actually, without rain since April and 105 degrees for the past several weeks, not much is growing.  I spend my days and nights watering; vegetables, fruit trees, flowers, shrubs, potted plants and on and on...  I fear I will be losing many plantings due to this hellish heat.  I think my 15 year old hydrangeas are dead.  And, back to the berries.  They dried up before we could pick the wild ones.  Next time La Nina and her damn weather pattern is coming our way for the summer, I will be packing it up and heading to the California coast.