Home On The Range

August days are getting hotter,  and much porch-sitting is called for.

No excuses, we here in the South, know how to handle, heat and humidity.

Lots of cold iced tea, and plenty of chore-pondering.

 

 

 

 





 

 

The Petunias were thriving well in the heat, I admired them so.

Apparently, I was not alone, this cheeky little bandit helped herself to them all, in the middle of the night.

*Sigh*

 

 

 

 

Home, home on the range,

Where the deer and the antelope play;

Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,

And the skies are not cloudy all day.

~ Dr. Brewster Higley~ 1873