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Thursday, July 27

After the oppressive humidity Morning Coffee Muses

I didn’t have to wipe my cheaters at all today. And though it’s quite warm, the humidity isn’t drive right back inside. Which makes for a relatively nice southeast Texas summer morning at the end of July.

My Deere meditations were spent half under and half riding the Deere. Not the way I like to do meditations. And I’m feeling it today. Every muscle in my body aches from all of th up and down on the ground. I ended up taking the rear wheel off three times to access the underside of the mower. But the yard’s mowed one more time this ridiculous mowing season.

I just checked the radar, and right now there is no rain showing anywhere within 300 miles. From the look of the clouds and the feel of the air, that won’t last thru the afternoon. Yesterday I watched a thunderstorm hang just north of me for the entire afternoon. Pristine blue sky on one side, almost black on the other. Thunder in the distance all afternoon. Then about five o’clock it started moving northeast.

Coffee cup is empty and it’s time to check email. Maybe my t-shirt order that been wandering around in the postal service’s hands for almost three weeks will finally find it’s way to my mailbox. It was in Deer Park day before yesterday after being totally lost and off tracking for two weeks.

Wednesday, July 26

Already Hot and Humid Midweek Morning Coffee Muses

I popped out to catch the morning shot on the front porch and almost couldn’t get the condensation to quit forming on both my cheaters and the tablet. So, once the shots were captured, I headed back in to muse over coffee with the indoor climate more to my choosing. That view is recorded at the top of the page on my blog…

Like it or not I still have to get out and replace the belt on the mower and finish my Deere meditations that keep getting pushed back… Not a chore I’m looking forward to. The humidity is just oppressive out during the heat of the day.

We had some surprise thunder boomers foll thru yesterday. They knocked out the power for a couple of hours after we started the kids to bathing. Abby was in the tub when the power went out and darkness descended. She was not a happy camper. Cam had to bathe completely in the dark with a flashlight hanging from the shower curtain rod. Gotta love camping out in the house.

How about those Republicans? They got John McCain to drag himself out of a hospital bed just to keep up this fiction that they have a plan for healthcare. I always thought better of McCain. Now, to Sarah, I have to add this spectacle. Let’s hope that their plans to kill the ACA fail as quickly as every other one has.

I find myself having a hard time figuring out what the hell Republicans are doing… Other than trying to erase anything that reminds them of Obama. It’s a sad state that America is in that the party controlling the government is still just the party of NO… Not Obama.

Well, I have  a couple of dozen emails to get through before the torture, so another cup of coffee is called for.

Tuesday, July 25

Humidity and overcast skies for this Morning Coffee Muses

It’s a sultry, gloomy day out. Not pleasant at all. We are definitely moving into the summer doldrums. Hot, humid, uncomfortable… six days till the start of the most summer-like month on the calendar.

And just to make everything just a little more icky, we have Trump in the White House. I was watching season 1 episode 10 of the News Room last night. It’s the episode where they go bullet point by bullet point down the list of character traits of the Taliban and compare them to the Tea Party… and all I could think about was how truly it characterized the administration of the Trump reign of error.

The polling numbers I heard yesterday really caught my attention… 42% of Americans want Trump impeached, 42% don’t. I guess that means 16% are undecided… for the life of me I don’t know what there is to be undecided about…

On another note, did I mention it’s hot and sticky?

Monday, July 24

A warm, slightly breezy, start of the week Morning Coffee Muses.

There’s not a shred of blue in the sky this morning. It just a washed out overall gray color. A very high overcast, no individual clouds visible. The world around me is still the color of early summer. Dark green everywhere. So green it feels abnormal. By this late in July I would expect to be seeing more browns.

Don’t get me wrong, I am not complaining. I like green. Much more so than a dried out brown. I just find it unusual.

As far as color goes this is what greeted me when I came out…

Another fresh monarch. This make the third or the fourth so far this time. And there are still green jewels hanging about.

Somewhere to the south, not too far away, a crop duster is working. That’s the soundtrack of this morning. Just on the edge of audible, almost a feeling more than a sound. But the rhythm, the cadence, the rise and fall of the pitch… I can see the plane crossing the field at tree level only to climb and turn when it reaches the end of the row. The sound, not quite sound building the image in my mind.

Since I put off my Deere meditations on Friday, I must complete them today. Heat or no heat (like that’s gonna happen, no heat that is).

The monarch just made it’s maiden flight towards the woods. The first of many long miles it will travel till it’s wings are worn and tattered.