Busy long weekend

In a way it was a waste of a long weekend as Jim needed to finish getting the hay off the field. It was all baled his last days home, but he hadn't had a chance to pick them up. Yesterday was about the hottest day we've had all summer. At six pm it was 96 degrees on the north side of our house (the sun had just come around to hit the thermometer.) Needless to say he was ROASTING out on the tractor all day. Some of his extended family was camping about forty minutes from town, so we decided to drive up for the evening and overnight and then mooch breakfast. We didn't want to go to the hassle of loading the camper on for one night, so we just threw a foamie in the back of the truck (it has a canopy).

That was the best idea we'd had in a long time. It was actually kind of cold up in the mountains. It seemed like an incredible luxury to feel COLD; to WANT to wear long pants and a sweatshirt and socks and shoes. This is the creek we camped beside.



Today has been much cooler in the valley; there's been a stiff breeze and a fair amount of cloud cover. Jim got the remainder of the bales picked up today, and I got a bunch of weeding done. There was never going to be better weather for it, I can assure you. I'd put it off as long as possible. And with the breeze, the mosquitoes were kept at bay.

Jim has tomorrow yet at home, but I'm back to work. He plans to run some fencing down the one field he just baled, and turn the cows out in that field as the grass is coming up well again. I'd be really grateful to not have to throw bales for a couple weeks. Just trust me on that one, would you?