Man, I worked like a dog today ... all day.
Actually, the dog was inside in the air conditioning on his blanket ... so I don't really get that saying.
How to make a June day in Florida seem even hotter.
Step One: Apply sunscreen in abundance to your outer parts.
Step Two: Fire up the chainsaw and tackle that oak tree you cut down a month ago.
Step Three: Do lots of overhead cutting so the sawdust rains down upon you and coats you like a drumstick at Col. Sanders place.
Nicely breaded KFC ... heehee.
I chainsawed the two downed oaks, dragged branches ... endless branches into the woods for critter brush piles, cleaned up the dormant aquaculture tank area, and gathered beaucoup yard debris in an effort to debubba the yard. Now the hauling trailer hooked to the JEEP looks like something Fred Sanford would be hauling.
The yard is better though ... strange how things accumulate back there when you have no neighbors to worry about ... no Jones's to keep up with.
Cindy ... I even cleaned up the dead trampoline .
I also barbecued 3 slabs of ribs and a flat of chicken thigh leg quarters for a Father's Day dinner this weekend in St. Augustine.
Yes, I know I'm a father and technically not supposed to be cooking this weekend, but I like barbecuing and besides, it's for MY father.
If you've been visiting Pure Florida for awhile, you know that each summer a pair of barred owls raise their whiny chicks here in our woods. These owls have totally adjusted to our presence, so it's pretty normal to see them throughout the day, every day.
Like most owls, they are just ... suddenly ... there.
They do a lot of swooping across the yard, and they are really vocal.
Often, I just get the feeling I'm not alone and when I look up, there he is, sitting just above me on a low branch.
Bear has noticed the owls and is convinced they are the biggest chickens he's ever seen and is frustrated by the fact that they fly better and higher than the banties he's ... um, ... cut his teeth on.