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Today the high is only 80 so it is a beautiful day outside.  We moved the huge pile of grass that's been sitting in the yard for weeks, several wheelbarrows worth of it.  \o/ 

EDIT:
Second round: We hauled away a huge branch to the woodpile.  Really it was more of a small tree: taller than both of us together, thicker than my leg.  Plus some other sizable chunks that had broken off it.  So yay, more ground is cleared so it can eventually be mowed.

Really a nice cool evening out.  :D
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Today I picked the first of the blackberries.  The small ones are ripening.  The large ones are still green.  

Echinacea has several flowers open now.  :D 
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This poem was sponsored by LJ user Je_reviens based on "the little things" square in my 6-1-16 card for the Cottoncandy Bingo fest.

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Tried to call rain.  Radar shows a whole line of clouds approaching, forecast calls for rain, visible clouds are north of us so far.  I am trying to drag it in this direction, because we really really need rain, and also not to have the wind rip up the yard or house.  Air is heavy.  Water is heavier.

Witch us luck. 

EDIT 5:56 PM: Water is beginning to fall from the sky!  \o/

EDIT 8:33 PM: We got a good rain.  There is a nice puddle at the end of the driveway.  The fireflies are coming out.  And when I walked north of the yard, I could see a bit of rainbow left in the east, after sunset.  :D

Thanks to everyone who helped.
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Today I watered the container plants, the prairie garden, and the grass. 
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Today I watered the container plants, the wildflower garden, and the patch of grass by the patio.

The first of my echinacea flowers are blooming.  \o/
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Today I watered plants in the containers and wildflower garden.  We got a new watering can to water the grass by the patio that is starting to sprout.

I also picked a few black raspberries.

The first of the blackberries are beginning to ripen, so I may get some of those later this week. 
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Today I watered plants in the containers, the wildflower garden, and the prairie garden.

The morning glories in the barrel garden bloomed this morning.  The goldenraintree is blooming.  The echinacea is starting to show color.

Black raspberries and mulberries are almost done fruiting.  >_<  There are some green blackberries, though.
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Today I got out at twilight and watered plants.

Fireflies are everywhere, and a few dragonflies.  I also saw several bats swooping above the driveway.  Sometimes I can hear them flapping and squeaking.  This time they seemed perfectly silent.

I found the first flower on my morning glory vine at the barrel garden.
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 Still no air conditioning, but the weather cooled off for me to get outside and do a bit of berry picking.  I got a couple handfuls, but have missed the peak of the black raspberries already.  >_<
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Rain!  \o/

I am counting this as yardwork, as I have been trying to make it rain since Monday night. 
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 Apparently fish can recognize human faces.  I have, in fact, observed this myself.  I've had angelfish that I trained for hand feeding.  They learned that while I would feed them, other people would not.  They'd come to the upper front of the tank for any footsteps, but if it wasn't me, would look around and soon leave.  But if it was me, they'd start mooching at the top of the water for food.

Great.  Now everyone with poor or nonexistent face recognition can feel inferior to fish.
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I moved the grass pile that was near the patio, and put down more grass seed.

It's trying to rain again, but the air is still stifling.  Supposedly the air conditioning guys are coming out today to see what's wrong with our system. 

EDIT:

Round two: watered plants in containers and wildflower garden.  Too hot to do anything else, although it has cooled considerably outdoors.  House is uncomfortably warm, though not uninhabitable.

Air guys worked on the system today, will be back tomorrow with more parts and for more diagnostics.  Estimate for having actual air conditioning again is Thursday.  0_o
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Today was sweltering again.  We spent most of the day picking up a new mattress that we bought yesterday and dragging that into the house, although not into its ultimate place yet.

We managed to shovel some muck off the edge of the patio, spread several bags of topsoil, and throw down grass seed.  It's supposed to rain over the next couple days.  We didn't have the energy to pick up the raked grass, though, and some of that is sitting where I need to put more seed.  Fuck it, do that later.

The heat has me completely wiped.  Our air conditioning is not keeping up at all, even though the house is somewhat cooler than outside during day.  Still no word on getting the damn thing fixed either.  >_<
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This poem came out of the June 7, 2016 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired and sponsored by Anthony Barrette. It also fills the "privacy" square in my 5-1-16 card for the Solo Celebration Bingo fest. It belongs to the Polychrome Heroics series.


"The Crickets' Song"


Not everyone who
develops superpowers
wants to be a superhero.

There are the crickets
who hate or fear what they
can do and therefore never use it.

There are the ones
who appreciate their power
but prefer to keep it private,
using it only on occasion or
when nobody's watching.

There are even a few
who use it freely at work
if it's a discreet kind of power,
instead of doing it openly like
the blue-plate specials do.

The crickets sing their song
only for themselves, and they
go silent if anyone approaches.

Then there are the Kauais,
whose silent song is a secret
even from themselves --

the people with Super-Immunity
or Super-Constitution or the like,

the men with Male Pregnancy
who have never made love with
anyone who could fertilize them,

the folks who don't notice that
what they see or hear is far beyond
the ordinary scope of colors or sounds.

The crickets' song is a thing of quiet beauty,
enriching the world all around them
more than they ever realize.

* * *

Notes:

Cricket -- a person with superpowers who rarely if ever uses them, instead preferring to live a commonplace life. They are almost always "in the fuse box" or hiding their power from most or all people. The term comes from "you can hear the crickets chirping," a reference to safe and usual situations, or to a group of people who don't speak up.  

Kauai -- a person who does not recognize their own superpowers. Some abilities can be quite subtle, especially at low levels, such as Super-Intellect or Luck. The term comes from the silent crickets of Kauai.

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This poem came out of the June 7, 2016 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired and sponsored by Shirley Barrette.


"The Patience of a Snail"


They live in slow time,
the world a meaningless
flicker in the background,

all focus fixed upon
the rim of a flowerpot
as they circle it

and the next leaf to eat.

In a world that has become
too fast, too bright, too loud --
just too much -- there is serenity in

the patience of a snail.

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This poem came out of the June 7, 2016 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by and sponsored by Anthony Barrette.


"Circles of Sound"


Crickets live inside
circles of sound,

their song reaching out
into the soft summer night

and the sound of predators
approaching to silence them,

their steady chirps counting out
the rise and fall of the temperature,

which is all to the well and good
until one gets into the house.

* * *

Notes:

Crickets are extremely sensitive to sound and other vibrations, which is why they stop chirping if you try to track them down.  However, this makes them great practice for would-be hunters; if you can sneak up on a cricket, you can sneak up on darn near anything.

Due to a confluence of physics and biology, warmer weather makes crickets chirp faster.  You can therefore estimate the temperature by counting their chirps.

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Today's yardening involved moving the last bit of burn barrel off the grass onto the patio, and removing several large piles of grass to the edge of the south lot.

This morning we got up early to attend the dedication ceremony for the Edna Edwards Burnett Land and Water Reserve, courtesy of Grand Prairie Friends.  It was sweltering, but the company was delightful, and this parcel of land is charming. Immediately outside the small mowed gathering area is a stand of oak saplings grown from direct sowing, about 10 years old, which greatly reminded me of The Man Who Planted Trees.  And I heard that one of my poems got printed in the newsletter, which I had somehow managed to miss earlier.  I like the sense of connecting with other earth stewards, and the timebinding.

We met with my parents for lunch.  I got wild boar spaghetti.  That was tasty.  Doug's appetizer was bacon-wrapped dates.  It is fun to try new dishes.

I also just noticed, once again, that my sun tolerance is literally about 5 minutes.  All I did was walk from the car to the pavilion, and car to a few other stops.  And my forearms are just slightly warm and pink, enough to show fingerprints when pressed.  Another 5 minutes outside and I'd be regretting it.  :/  Has to be all from this morning, that was the only direct sun I got.  We didn't do yardwork until dusk, the fireflies were already out.

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