Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Dog Days

Dog Days have arrived here in Empire. I always thought the term Dog Days was a "southern thang". Dog Days are those days in the dead of summer when it gets hotter than Satan in a wool sweater but according to Wikipedia, they talked about Dog Days when Aristotle was learning his philosophical chops from Plato.
Fleas, tics and other critters love Dog Days. I walked down to check the garden just before dark tonight and a mosquito as big as a pigeon nailed me on the arm. I'm thankful the air was still this evening or he may have caught a breeze, hauled me off and drained me like a stuck pig.
I know I've said in the past that I like it hot but I was lying. I can't wait to see frost on some pumpkins.

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