In which we hide from the heat and mystify the neighbors just for fun
You can almost hear the neighbors thinking aloud when they look at our place on days like today:
There is no place to float a boat on Haiku Farm. Not a lake, nor a stream, nor even a clear bit of marsh. |
"Now what are they doing over there?"
Monica, dressed for warm weather and searching for a church key |
Well, friends, today was a day to celebrate Santa Jim.
His birthday was the excuse.....but basically, we got together because we are fond of him.
Usually our summer parties center around the fire pit, where we toast various stuff and huddle in for a little extra warmth.
He's hot stuff. And ladies: he's mine. |
Usually our summer parties center around the fire pit, where we toast various stuff and huddle in for a little extra warmth.
But this week is apparently the week designates as "summer in the Swampland," and we are all suffering in temps above 85°f.
In our defense, summer temps here rarely top 80°, and air conditioning is limited to cars and shopping malls. Houses don't have AC, and most small shops and churches don't have AC.
Which means that for a week or so every third or fifth year, the locals swelter, whine, and try not to melt.
This week is that week, apparently.
We made a shade canopy attached to the barn so Fiddle and the goats could participate too.
We discovered during a heat spell several years ago that cool water from our deep, deep well is incredibly refreshing.
Yes, yes. But..the boat? |
We discovered during a heat spell several years ago that cool water from our deep, deep well is incredibly refreshing.
We could've gotten a kiddie pool for folks to dabble toes in...
but the little boat HMS Grog was right there, practically begging for an invitation to the party.
And after a vigorous game of footie
everyone enjoyed a nice soak.
Happy Birthday, Santa Jim!
If a boat can keep water out, it can also keep water in! |
but the little boat HMS Grog was right there, practically begging for an invitation to the party.
Cool and refreshing on tired toes |
And after a vigorous game of footie
The German soccer team should be worried about Connor: he has mad footie skills! |
everyone enjoyed a nice soak.
A wet Golden Retriever is a happy Golden Retriever |
Happy Birthday, Santa Jim!
Happy Summer, everyone else!
Love the boat idea!
ReplyDeleteHaha! What a great idea! We've been roasting with lower 90's for the last week or so, so a good soak in a boat sounds lovely. :-)
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday! And I love the boat idea. I'll be looking around the itty bitty homestead for creative pools. We're all freezing in our parkas at the moment: our temps dropped below 90. I'm sure we'll all be moaning soon (August, September) when the mercury shoots up past 100. The good news? Horses get sacked out very quickly to electric fans in all their forms. "Turn it toward MEEEEEEE...pleazzze???! He's had it for five whole seconds!"
ReplyDeleteLovely party. I could feel that cold well water. :)
Happy Birthday to Jim! Looks like a fun time was had by all! Sorry to miss it - summer weekends go so quick!
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