Scorching The Books

This was the headline on this morning's paper.  It has been a very hot summer.  I am out tending the garden until the sun comes up and then I am good for maybe 30 minutes.  At the most.  The corn likes the heat.  The zucchini like the heat.  And so do the cucumbers.  The tomatoes don't enjoy the heat and neither do I.  Last winter when I normally complain about the snow, I committed not to complain once.  We are in a drought situation and we needed that snow to grow gardens, plants and our yards.  And I did not complain at all.  But I have done my fair share of whining about this weather.  However, being inside has been fine because I have been busy sewing.  I raided my stash and made these skirts for Abigail. 

 

 

I'm afraid the sewing will have to be set aside for awhile.  We have a peach tree that is tempting the birds.  This heat makes me grumpy and I am in no mood to share those peaches with the pesky birds!