It's August and It's Hot

Retreat

I found Kitty X in the backyard today, completely shaded by a rhubarb leaf. I went out back because the people who manage this place I live in came by with their whipper-snippers, and their lawn mowers, and their leaf blowers, to do maintenance in all our backyards.

I hate it when they do this.

Inevitably they end up chopping a plant or two of mine down.

What I've discovered though, is if I allow all my plants to grow grow grow, they don't know what's a weed, and what's wanted or unwanted so they get kind of confused and just cut the grass growing between the patio stones. That plant life is clearly not where it belongs in between those cement stones.

That's fine with me.

So when I heard the guy out there I rushed out to bring Kitty X inside and she was in this great shady spot, completely away from everything, with a leaf that totally covered her big body from head to toe.

A real retreat if there ever was one.

I left her out and she ended up moving to behind the bbq, but she didn't ask to come in. It's way too hot in here, and even as I write this, hours later and with the moon high in the sky, it's still way too hot.

But it's August, my favorite month, and I like it to be hot in August, so bring it on.