I probably say this every summer but I don’t think I’ve ever been anywhere this hot.
It’s 107.4° at 3:331 p.m. That’s not the “feels like” temp . . that’s the real temp.
Those poor chickens. They’re looking pretty sad. I’ve been out several times to give them fresh, cold water but it doesn’t take long for it to heat back up. I just shaved some ice and took out for them. Any fruit or veggies in the freezer that gets old, I save it for this time of year. So far, they’ve had shredded zucchini, a bag of mixed veggies, a package of okra and some blueberries. That’s a good way to clean out the freezer even though I hate standing there with the door open digging for older stuff.
Our next chance of rain is August 29. Sad!
Last night I went out about midnight and I thought I could smell smoke. Depending on the wind direction the fires can be miles and miles away . .like several counties away, and if there’s a fire, we can smell it. I came in and checked the local Facebook pages for the police and fire departments and no one had any info about a threatening fire but I went ahead and checked our “grab & go” bags, made sure we have everything we need if he had to rush out of here. By 2 a.m., there were still no reports of fire. I walked around the house and couldn’t see the sky lit up in any direction. The smoke smell didn’t seem any worse than it had two hours before so I went to bed. I woke up at 4 a.m. and went outside and checked again. It’s so scary when it’s this hot and dry.