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  • Summertime, and the livin’ is easy
    Fish are jumpin’ in the river each day
    Now your Daddy’s rich and your Momma she’s pretty
    So hush little darling don’t you cry

    Dead of July in northern Virginia. We pull into our driveway at 8:30 p.m. last night - still sweltering out, like opening an oven door just stepping outside the car. There’s evidence of the severe storms that swept through the area last week while we were away. A big branch from our largest Japanese Maple out front has been ripped off and is just drooping there, to the ground. A lot of little branches scattered about, and some porch furniture on the car port overturned. Power is on – but upon inspection of the 2 refrigerators and freezers, it had evidently been out long enough that everything in both has been rendered inedible. Five large trash bags filled up with ruined food. Some things had exploded, requiring extensive clean-up. This is especially fun after a 10-hour car trip!

    Note to self – do not EVER leave for a week with a large bag of frozen mixed berries in the freezer door. Everything below it, inside the freezer and down to the refrigerator, all along the door seal, and everything in the Refrigerator door is covered in a red and purple, sticky berry gooey mess. Lovely!

    At least, we didn’t get struck by lightning this year, like we did TWICE last summer. First time, it happened while we were away, and fried the heater board in the jacuzzi. The second strike hit while we were home. It shook the entire house and sparks flew. This one fried the Mother Board in the jacuzzi, as well as our phone system, the Wii, and our cable system. I was quite relieved when I checked the jacuzzi and it was still hot and working. Bonus! Not that I’ll be using it in the near term. Last night, it only went DOWN to 85 degrees F. Much too hot for sitting in a 104 degree jacuzzi.

    Summertime used to be one of my favorite seasons. After the last 3 summers of extreme heat, miserable humidity and severe thunderstorms here – not so much. I’ll muddle through the Dog Days of the Summer Doldrums with my eyes set on the cooler days of Autumn ahead. When the livin’ will get just a little easier again.

    What’s all this talk about Global Warming? Bah! They’re just making it all up!
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