Burnt toast that is. This morning I was up checking the email, the rest of the family still asleep (so before 7:00a.m.) when the doorbell rang and there was Mrs. Garden saying the irrigation water was coming and the old fellows were out cleaning the gutters to keep the junk out of the irrigation pipes. We moved on to digging trenches and re-furrowing the ground.
It was the hottest day of the year by 20 degrees. I did have a hat and wore long pants but after 7 hours I am burned to a crip on my arms, face, and neck. By the time I was done, I was out of water, and my head was pounding. I found my way back across the street and took one non-eco friendly long cool shower with an asperin. Now, what were my plans for the day?
The pictures are from planting day: