Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Not Dharma Bums, Lazy Bums!

Let that temperature get above 90F (32.2 C) and we wilt. We go running for the cover of pulled shades and ceiling fans, hide in rooms on the shadowy eastern side of the house in the afternoon. Such big babies, we are. Last Saturday it was 97F, that's just too hot for accomplishing anything.

Roger and our good friend Guy are building the chicken house. Guy has started coming over at 7:00 AM so he can work a few hours before the sweltering heat. That means Roger is working at 7:00 as well. After years of retirement that's quite a slog, I'll tell you. I get tired just watching them out there. Their day ends at 10:30 or 11:00. Truly civilized work day. The chicken house is coming along. We're not in a hurry at this point. Good thing we didn't get the chickens first. I remember someone having chicks in their laundry room for a while. That was a bit of a mess.

I have been baking that delicious No-Knead bread once a week. I start it about 9:00 AM on one day, get up at 6:00 AM the next to prep it for its two hour rise before it goes in the 450 degree oven at 8:00. I want that bread out of the oven and the oven turned off by 9:00 AM. I'm a wicked task master.
Then what? Then nothing.

Staying cool.

PS: Temps are supposed to drop tomorrow and then be down in the 60s and 70s for the weekend. We can't wait.

PPS: That lovely little green meadowy grass by the chicken house is a mixture made expressly for chickens. They're going to be so happy some day to find that little field waiting for them

9 comments:

  1. The heat index today on the other side of the country was 107 degrees. Ugh. Tomorrow will be worse, because it's not going to cool off tonight. But 97 degrees in the mountains? That's just plain wrong!
    I was talking with a coworker today about how civilized countries don't expect folks to work in the extreme heat of day--thus siestas in the middle of the day.

    The eggs you're going to get! Envy!

    That's a beautiful dragonfly. He/she probably was digging the high temps.

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  2. We ran into that when in Tucson the last time. It was just too hot to do anything except mornings. The chicken house looks promising. I'd love to have chickens. Maybe someday but our problem is being there all the time to gather eggs-- although if we had neighbors who wanted them, that could be solved.

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  3. And I was complaining when it got to 72°. :)

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  4. So, you're going to raise chickens to feed the coyotes and bobcats?

    Why build a coop. Couldn't you just have Roger move one from Washington? He's done that before.

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  5. Hope you find respite from the heat soon. It is 15 degrees above our normal high around here, and unusually still. I hate it.

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  6. Nothing healthier than baking bread and building chicken coops! Have a cool summer.

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  7. Baking bread in that heat-yikes. Anyway, the chickens will be happy in that special grass, maybe happy enough to forgive you stealing their eggs from right underneath them!! I think hens have a short memory... :-)

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  8. "We go running for the cover of pulled shades and ceiling fans, hide in rooms on the shadowy eastern side of the house in the afternoon. Such big babies, we are. Last Saturday it was 97F, that's just too hot for accomplishing anything." I am so there! Sometimes I just want to move to the Avenues and run in the cool fog.

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  9. I was just visiting foggy Santa Cruz...don't like the heat here in Sac but really am OVER the fog.

    Luckily, we are no longer working stiffs for anyone but ourselves, so we may arrange our days as we see fit. I love the freedom and flexibility.

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