This weather and temperature (84) is ideal for me, but this drought is reaching hazardous conditions here in the south. There hasn’t been an appreciable rainfall since November 3rd or fourth, and in Tennesee the whole village of Gatlinberg has been wiped out.
Fortunately, rain is in the forecast for both Saturday and Sunday, but it remains to be seen how much it will deliver.
In preparation of this, the assistant manager, Kathy, dropped by a brochure from a restaurant across the highway that delivers. It’s Italian, but it has things like steak, etc., and at quite reasonable prices; i.e. most items are below $10.00.
It saves dodging raindrops.
I have a colony of Skinks (Gecos) living in the hedge outside, and the ‘head guy’ – a bold little bugger – is determined he is going to move inside whenever I leave the door open.
Generally they scoot when I move, but not him, so I have to get up an shoo him out the door. I don;t mind them inside – they were all over the place in Belize, but he’d starve to death in here.
Tonight’s tour of Georgia includes a peach orchard, and a pecan orchard; both of which are done harvesting. The peach is Georgia’s state symbol, but interestingly is comes behind pecans and blueberries in exports.
More next time.