Tuesday, June 16, 2015
Summer's here and so's adventure camp
The weather is hot and very, very humid, barely cooling down at all overnight. Yesterday, the chickens were panting, but it didn’t keep them out of the forest, and I don’t think it slowed them down very much. They don’t like heat and humidity very much.
At the moment, the only one who appears to be slowed by the weather is me. The foxes are still out at night, barking at all hours. I could sleep through that barking, I believe, but when the foxes bark so does my own pack of canines, and I can’t sleep through that.
I have yet to see the young blue jays that hatched in the crook of the American beech tree that borders my driveway. I know they are there—the parent birds are vigilant about any would be intruders. I saw them chase a squirrel the other day, when I’m pretty sure the squirrel was without nefarious intentions and was only on a mission to reach the other side of the driveway. Maybe even squirrels want to take short cuts when it's so hot.