Is It Hot, or What?

It's the upper 90s F and even the deer are panting as they walk through my yard.

Then there is the smoke wafting up from the ongoing California fires, casting a yellowish haze to the sunlight and making walking outside difficult.

The wild grasses have long since turned brown, as has my postage stamp-sized lawn.

The good news is that the plums on the trees are fast ripening - I'm ready for a plum feast!

So are the deer...

This little fellow came through my front yard while the sprinkler was on during the last bit of sun for the day. I like to imagine that when I have my back turned, this little fawn and his/her sibling might race through the water and kick up their heels. But they really do not like falling water or rain on their backs. They don't know what they're missing in this heat!