Best of All Possible Worlds?

 Best of All Possible Worlds?

 

Here it is 8:30 and the temperature out on the deck is still 100 degrees. And we even have some cloud cover. Amazing! Not sure why the heat hangs on so, but there it is! At least the hens and pullets are not panting drastically and attempting to cool themselves by letting their wings stick out from their bodies. Having little puddles of water under the deck and around their water bowls seems to help just a bit. They don’t mind wading.

 

This has been one of those days. Have not accomplished anything at all. In fact, the kitchen door knob came off in my hand earlier. Sitting here shaking my head. Oh well. Tried to “fix” it and had no luck with that, so maybe Lance can put things right when he shows up this weekend. Hate having to ask him to come up in this kind of weather, but don’t have a list of handy men that can be called upon. Oh, one guy that works for an oil company would come if it was a drastic situation, but having the door knob fall off is not really drastic.

 

Got another pullet egg today. That just makes me smile. Eventually they will have to have their own laying nests, but so far, they are using the ones in the coop. Not that the hens would mind. It is simply too hot to lay eggs!

 

Had to go down to the west end of the road and pick up a trash bag and throw it in my bin. My guess is that the trash man threw it over the top and did not allow for the light weight, so it just kept going all the way over! No biggie.

 

Neighbors are home from Boise, so now they may be here for a while—well, unless they get homesick for another son. They have three good boys.

 

Plan to go get the truck inspected tomorrow. Have to be sure the insurance certificate is in the console. Want to get this done now and maybe wash the truck later. Wonder if it would rain if the truck is washed? Wouldn’t that be wonderful!

 

The “news” is not very new and not very encouraging. Meanwhile, we will watch the storm cells coming up the Gulf and pray for rain for our area and for protection from floods on those folks right along the coast line. The prediction is for “buckets” of rain for them.

 

Have not called Maggie Sewell’s husband to see about her, but you can bet she is sore and uncomfortable right now. Let’s pray that she heals quickly and completely. Then we remember others like Karen S. and her son Nate, Tami Yonts, and the grand-daughter of Diann Dennis who is at St. Jude’s. God hears our prayers. But we must ask.

 

May God bring all of our children to Him and lead them in His way.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.