It's not you, it's me. I have not been carrying my weight in this relationship.
I have always tried to keep my blog somewhat light-hearted, and I have tried very hard not to post whiny drivel. I know you all have problems of your own, and you're not reading this to hear about mine. Well, I didn't mean that like, "Boy, you reeeally have problems", I just meant....well, you know...we all have stuff.
I have found it difficult this summer to find much to blog about that didn't include a lot of complaining, so I have just not posted. My little cousin recently left me a comment about my lack of blog posts, and her father followed it up with a comment speculating that I would probably blog again when it rained....I am not sure if that comment was his empathetic understanding of how my ideas had dried up like the surrounding landscape, or if it was intended as a smart-arse remark synonymous with 'when hell freezes over', either way it was an accurate assessment. It hasn't rained, and I am pretty sure that Hell hasn't frozen over, but I feel like I need to purge this summer out of my system in order to move on to other, more positive things. So, my friends, this post will contain some whining and complaining...okay, A LOT of whining and complaining.
I know, you are all tired of hearing about the drought, and most of my US friends are in the same boat, so I shouldn't complain, but I'm gonna ( see above...I need to whine). Here in Northern Scott County Iowa we are in the Extreme drought category.
Miss Effie's official total in her rain gauge after the last "rain"- One drop, a cobweb and a dead fly....not really what we were hoping for.
My pastures are toast.
For the first time ever, I have been feeding hay to the animals all summer long.
I normally stop feeding hay in May, when the pastures have greened up, and start feeding hay again in October, when there is no longer fresh grass. The price of hay has sky-rocketed, adding to my frustration, and the extra months of hay debris is already showing up in the fleeces on the sheep. I don't jacket my sheep to protect the fleece, and can't even imagine doing that when we have consistently had temperatures in the upper 90's, and 100's all summer with heat indexes around 110 on many days.
The critters have been seeking relief from the heat wherever they can find it.....I am not sure how effective it is to just shade your head...but it is, after all, a chicken....I never claimed that they were the smartest creature in the barnyard.
I have no garden this year.......
Well, that is an exaggeration. I have a garden, I found this little guy yesterday and gave him a drink of water.
.... OH! And I have these.....
dried up blackberries.
And........dry, misshapen pears..
Oh, and I had AN apple! One, singular, apple on my tree earlier this month...it has since fallen off.
And who could forget my container garden? Okay, so it's a long-forgotten bag of seed potatoes that I just discovered in the garage....it counts, right?
The neighbor's corn looks green from a distance, but a closer inspection reveals pathetic, stunted corn stalks
drying up and desperately pointing to the sky.
So, in order to get over this funk that I am in, I am going to try to look on the bright side, and put a positive spin on this situation.....
Okay, so, on the plus side......
Oh, yes! There are no mosquitoes this year. No standing water = no place for mosquito larva.
The price of propane is going down! There will be fewer crops that need drying, so the demand is down........
AND, we haven't had to mow the grass all summer, so, there is that.
Okay, I've got nothing else. The next posts will be back to lambs, and chickens and all things of a farmy nature.
After all, the forecasters say that we DO have a "good chance" of rain tomorrow night. HAHAHAHAHA!