It's Been Hot
Down here in the southwest this is the hottest weather I've ever experienced in my life.
Oh sure, up in Oregon we got through some sweltering moments when the temperatures got into the triple digits for a day or two. I remember my stepdaughter's reception on a September day twenty years ago reaching 107 where fortunately there was plenty of libation to go around. But where my wife and I are right now it's absolutely nuts because we're a mile up and it's been 100 degrees every day for a month. In June. If you've been paying attention to the New Mexico, Arizona and Colorado wildfires you should understand what's happening in the SW.
I want to preface what I'm about to say with a few comments.
We live in a rural area and I'm trying to raise a big garden in an enclosed backyard. In a very arid place like this the local skunks think a damp garden is a fine place to dig for grubs and such, so you have to find a way to dissuade them, in my case short of popping them in the head with a .22.
One strategy is to throw your pee where they might come in, making them think a predator lurks about. It's a good strategy to keep rabbits out.
Well, two strikes for me.
Because it's so hot and dry here I've really tried to keep hydrated. Homemade carrot and celery juice, at least a gallon of distilled water a day, libations and pop and kitchen squeezed orange and grapefruit juice. Think it's worked to keep me hydrated?
Here's a look at my SW summer urine that I save to toss out near the rear fence:
It's been so damn hot here that everything that comes out of me is nearly black.
By the way, the skunks think it's a pissing contest and dump their load on top of mine, then go about their garden quest. Little do they know my wife has a new and powerful hose nozzle that can nail polecats from fifty feet. Of course washing them off night after night means you can't smell them when they come in to do their damage.
You can't win.