What will tomorrow bring?

The day begins.

The day begins.

This is funny weather, isn’t it? I went out early this morning to find clouds rolling in on a sweet, cool breeze. All the sudden the sky darkened and things started looking serious.

Uh-oh!

Uh-oh!

Of course everything could use a nice washing off, but I was worried about an “extreme weather event” that might damage my peaches and other edibles around the yard.

The netting has proven effective in keeping the blue jays from molesting the peaches, but it won't stop hail or high wind from ruining some of the fruit.

The netting has proven effective in keeping the blue jays from molesting the peaches, but it won’t stop hail or high wind from ruining some of the fruit.

Up until now we’ve only worried about the heat and bright sun. My husband built a little teepee out of freeze/shade cloth to protect our little squashes, which were getting burnt off before they could even form completely. 

When we started getting day after day in the triple digits, and the sun moved right up over the garden, the fruit just started melting off this squash vine before it was three inches long. As soon as my husband built this little tent, we started getting very nice squash again.

When we started getting day after day in the triple digits, and the sun moved right up over the garden, the fruit just started melting off this squash vine before it was three inches long. As soon as my husband built this little tent, we started getting very nice squash again.

Another little problem we been having is Mr. Squirrel. I can completely identify with Donald Duck – the gophers and squirrels can make a fool of the home gardener. Every year we watch them take our nicest sunflower heads before the seeds are completely mature. We watched this big head, and no kidding, the night we had talked about cutting it, the little so-and-so got it.

Drat you cursed little thief! There was a plate size sunflower head on this now gnawed off stalk.

Drat you cursed little thief! There was a plate size sunflower head on this now gnawed off stalk. 

I’ll hand it to him/her/them – he/she/they really had to work for this meal.

What a feast - just one squirrel, or a family, I don't know.

What a feast – just one squirrel, or a family, I don’t know.

As we were touring the garden, I began to feel something on my back – raindrops! Tiny and cool. They picked up as we headed toward the house for some breakfast.

The black plastic I spread to  clear sections of lawn shows the heavy drops that fell briefly this morning.

The rain started slow, but it picked up pretty good as we were heading in the house.

I thought we were really in for it.

I thought we were really in for it.

It made for a nice dip in the temperatures this morning, although, it warmed up quick as soon as the sun nudged the clouds aside, about 11 am.

The plastic had been covered with puddles, but they dried up like spit on a griddle as the sun came out.

The plastic had been covered with puddles, but they dried up like spit on a griddle as the sun came out.

Everything just seemed perkier.

Everything just seemed perkier.

Look at their smiling little faces.

Look at their smiling little faces.

I knew the sun would bust out hot, so I took advantage of the cool off this morning to empty and scrub out the old Think Tank.  That intense heat made the water kinda skanky.  Of course the succulents in my sun garden think of that as “nutrient rich.” 

The Think Tank is ready to go.

The Think Tank is ready to go.

Another day in Northern California – what will tomorrow bring? 

 

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