I bet I am beginning to sound like a broken record about our hot summer. Beyond the fact that it is August and summer, when they said, "it's hot down there," before we moved to the south, they meant it. What we did not expect was that we would move to Texas during the hottest, driest summer on record. We are over 60 days of 100+ temperatures. Along with that, we're under a severe drought that is also nearing the worst drought in history for many of the counties around us. I geared myself up for heat before we moved here, but I don't think anyone expected this.
However despite the dry, hot days, we've managed to not let it beat us. We had another active outdoor weekend. Yesterday Sydney did her first outdoor rock climb with Daddio (while Mommy over-dosed on Pepto Bismol). Sydney was a trooper, climbed up about twelve feet.
Today we got up and took off to the greenbelt area down the road from our house for a woodsy hike. We've found a few spots to hit the trail around here, but the convenience to this trail cannot be beat.
And tonight during dinner we were greeted in our backyard by roughly fifteen of our deer friends. Natalie kept shouting "deah, deah, deah". We were somehow not catching on to what she was spotting from her chair out the window. We tend to get maybe three or four deer at a time out snacking by our grass, but not fifteen.
It was an eventful weekend, albeit toasty! Here are a few pics...
Sydney gearing up. We didn't get any pictures of her on the rocks as I was belaying her.
Starting our trail hike.
Daddy turning over rocks in a dry (drought) creek bed to look for snakes, lizards and craw-dads. Today we found all the above and toads. (These girls are more brave than I... I'm a city mouse.)
Giving the minnows something to eat...The fishies once large swimming pool was a twenty foot across creek is now a five foot small puddle. So sad...
Our dinner friends...there were more friends to the left and the right.