Face it, the hot weather just makes you feel crabby, I have different ways of coping, I escape into a book or my work. Eric and I were shopping for groceries, looking for our favorite Trader Joes tidbits when the checker said to an elderly lady on on one of those 100 plus days, "hot enough for ya" and she started trilling like a canary, "it's not that bad, I don't mind it, it's been hotter". Eric turned to me with a smile and remarked "that lady is going to live forever" lesson learned. The weather however is remarkably cool, perfect for everything except complaining :) I've been working on earrings and I have a few more to finish. I'm going to try and get these listed tomorrow since my niece has offered to stop over after work today.
I mentioned the cool, which is due to the coastal influence that brings the fog over here for perfect hiking weather, so I got out early and gossiped with the deer. Look at little Dottie to the left.....awww, don't you want to kiss her on the forehead, I do.
Yes, it looks like fall here, the colors golden and brown, our fall and winter are the green seasons. I love the quail more than they love me, watch em skitter. My girlfriend met a woman who is a bird linguist, her job is to translate bird calls into the English language. You know in those field guides, so I opened my Audubon Guide to read.... The plain Titmouse has a harsh fussy see-dee-dee or chick-a-dee-dee. This is a fun game, next time you're out listen and translate. I read somewhere that the quail call chicago-chicago.....I never like that description so I listened closely this morning and I heard them calling "where are you, where are you" and one further off called back "where are you" and either one was in Chicago.