I left the house at 5:30 this morning in total darkness. Looking to the east, I saw the kind of clouds that usually make for a lovely sunrise; I figured I'd get some pretty pictures. You just can't predict some things, though. The sunrise never really materialized into "fantastic".
We're pushing 100 degrees here every day. The heat is unrelenting: the dust gets thicker and the grass gets browner. Seems to be the norm in recent years, a drought every summer. I'm quite a wimp any more; I have the bedroom A.C. running so I can duck in there and get some relief.
Thank God we have plenty of hay for the horses. Enough for two winters, actually.