With temperatures expected to reach triple digits July 30 and 31…what can I say? It’s hot. Add in the humidity and we’d need a new word for this kind of weather. (I’ll let you know when I create the new word.) — While I may be Southern born and Southern bred, even a native of this beautiful state knows when to “hibernate”. It’s just too hot. Even the pool water feels like taking a bath. It’s too hot to blog. It’s too hot to think straight. I’ve searched through the photos on my dinosaur laptop to find some pictures worth sharing. I have two laptops. One is new and one that I call my dinosaur. Mr. K says it’s running Windows 8.2.

Maybe gazing at this snowy day from a few years back will make me feel cooler. Probably not. The snow on the ground (in the image above) and the fluff on this pine tree serves to remind me that all this heat is, in fact, temporary. Cooler weather will come, followed by the cold weather. That’s usually when I complain about having to scrape the stuff off my windshield. There’s just no pleasing some people.

This sunset picture was taken by me many years ago. Lake Greenwood can be photogenic at times. I suppose even a lake can get too warm for swimming.

The sunflower and Swallowtail Butterfly was resting in the archives. I do not remember taking this one. I do love butterflies. Reminds me of my BFF; Butter Fly Friend. (You know who you are!)

I also love our palmetto tree and crescent moon. This may have been photo-shopped. I don’t care. It’s an outstanding shot! I actually bought this photo so I could use it again and again. My original intent was to use it on greeting cards. That business never got off the ground. I still love this photo.

I’m still baking zucchini bread with the tiny pans. I went on “safari” to find my big loaf pan. Getting down on my hands and knees with a flashlight to search the lower realms of the pantry was something I was loathe to do. I did it anyway. I found some gallon size plastic jugs. I found some plastic Solo cups I didn’t know I had. I saw my flower pot for dirt pie. (I knew IT was under there.) I found a cookie press that belongs to my mother-in-law. I wonder if she knows I still have it. But, in all that digging, no loaf pan appeared. I may have donated it to the Salvation Army.

Somebody had a birthday yesterday. I owe him a big hug. He makes me proud and I love him to the moon and back.

Until next time; stay cool. Stay hydrated and stay tuned for the next installment. Blessings on your day!

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