Its 6 a.m. in the morning and and I am sitting out side drinking my coffee looking at my little slice of heaven. Its 78 degrees and the birds are singing, the neighbors are stirring, and my mind is the clearest of the day. Today is the first day it is not supposed to get over 100 degrees. Twenty five straight days over 100. Love the high desert foothills at 2900 feet with 6% humidity.
Nope its not global warming, it the high desert. Darn, that humming bird just buzzed me again, no coffee for you. Add to my “to do’ list today, fill the feeder.