It has been a very nice week here in Biffville (population: Relieved).
For one thing, the temperatures moderated somewhat. We had been suffering through temperatures of around 110 F (43 C) over the past few weeks, but this week’s temperatures plummeted into the 90s (~ 35 C). You know it’s been hot when you’re happy that it is only 95 outside.
It feels very autumn-like! Cue the girls in Uggs, sweaters, and sipping pumpkin spice lattes! (But have the heat stroke kits nearby.)
The illusion of autumn is further intensified by the fact that all of the trees are starting to lose their leaves. It’s not unusual for this to happen late in summer. The extreme heat and the extreme lack of rain puts the trees into a bit of a funk and they become despondent and begin to lose their leaves.
And who can blame them? We would all “leave” if we could.
The Writes of Man
It was a bad week for writing.
I managed to eke out an Alistair and Alexis story though I felt like it wasn’t my best work. I forced myself to write it because I was starting to panic. If I go too long without writing something, I begin to believe that the urge to write has left me for good and that I will have to adapt to becoming an ordinary, non-writing human being.
Frankly, I don’t know what I would do with myself if I didn’t write. I have no other hobbies and very few other interests.
I’m sure if I gave up writing I would become quite a nuisance to everyone around me. They would probably encourage me to take up some dangerous hobby like wireless bungee jumping, hang-gliding with homemade papier mache gliders, or being an arrow-retriever at an archery range.
No, it’s the writing life for me!
For my own safety.
The Grass Menagerie
I have been trying to attract more wildlife into my back yard. It started out simple enough. I’d throw my apple cores out into the back yard when I was preparing my lunch in the mornings before work. I noticed that something was eating them.
Next, I noticed that squirrels were chewing up my sprinkler heads in their attempts to find water, so I bought a bird bath and set it out into the back yard.
Soon I started putting out bird feed in an attempt to attract something to my yard other than crows.
After many weeks, I am happy to report that my yard has become quite the tourist destination among all the local animals. It is visited frequently and regularly by squadrons of birds which include blue jays, cardinals, robins, doves, and some little brown thingies that I think may be warblers or something.
Ground forces consist of some number of bunnies. Is one ever really sure how many bunnies one has? It may be just the one, who never leaves. Or it may be a half dozen. Or dozen. it is hard to tell.
There are also squirrels … but there are always squirrels, so they are hardly noteworthy.
I have had mixed success with hummingbirds. I put out a feeder and fill it with my own homemade nectar. I will occasionally see a lone hummingbird hovering around the feeder, but not with any regularity. I think the extreme temperatures cause the sugar water to ferment and turn into a sort of rotgut whiskey that the hummingbirds find off-putting.
However, the ants love it just fine and I see great numbers of them staggering around and telling each other that they love each other, man. They are often eaten by the blue-jays, who apparently have a low opinion of ants who can’t hold their liquor.
I hope your week was awesome and that you have a fantastic weekend!