A Spell Of Extreme Heat

 August does not disappoint, and I wish it would. But we've got a few days of triple digits ahead. I think I'm ready for a change of seasons. 

Eventually...

A Little Heat Relief

 A norther has moved through and the weekend looks to be not as hot as it has been the last few days. Heat returns next week and then a somewhat stronger norther. The seasonal roller coaster has begun. We even have rain chances. 

Just Another Hot Day

 More and more and more of these, as the climatic engine makes its humanly induced excursion into dangerous extremes. Being human these days is like being trapped in a lunatic asylum, where most of the inmates have entered into a suicide pact. The inmates aren't merely crazy, they are stupid and crazy. Some are stupid, crazy, and RABID. My oh my-- what a cluster f*ck it is becoming! And what a lonely thing it is to be sane and smart. I make no great claims for myself. An Einstein I am not, but I am still smarter than about 99% of the population at large-- that's been established by many, many tests. And I'm flat tired of taking tests. Never again. No more. I'm probably losing ground because of my age, but that's OK. I've got a long way to fall before I'm even "average". And I expect to be sane all the way to the end. 

At my age I can afford to coast on autopilot, into that final parking lot in the dirt. 

Typical Hot August

 Par for the course.

What you see above is Chenopodium Album, or Goosefoot, a nutritional powerhouse. But don't over do it. It does contain Oxalic Acid. This stuff was one of the very earliest cultivated plants, especially throughout the middle east. I eat a few raw leaves each day, not more than a dozen. 

Another Hot Day

 Early morning and late evening are not so bad, and that's when I do any work that might be required. Things are a little chaotic lately but nothing I can't handle. 

This grassy stuff could be cultivated. It produces a grain that is quite good. Difficult, though, since it never gets more than about a foot tall.