IS IT SUMMER?

I can no longer keep track of time - which seems to be more continually fleeting every day. I missed the Summer Solstice.
July has arrived without my notice or permission.

The eternal rain and thunderstorms are so firmly established during every season here in Tennessee that the endless wetness and dampness is a permanent year-round presence.
Warm rain, icy rain, inevitable rain.....

Today was blessed with rare sunlight accompanied by heat and humidity. Summer is here.

I'm rambling about nothing for no other reason than to fill dead blog space.

My homemade wine (see previous posts) is so successful that I'm presently making a new batch. White wine this time, for a change.

I've gotten used to the initial potent "kick" and drank more than I should have yesterday.  
The wine hit me rather hard, since I haven't had any alcohol in over six months. And it did give me a slightly unpleasant hangover (I almost never get hangovers).

But I'm absolutely delighted with my initiation into homemade booze and plan to pursue it enthusiastically.

I drove to town yesterday (before or after inebriation???) and spent a fortune on groceries and supplies - - yet only got a fraction of what I need.
Things seem to be getting more expensive....

I accidentally left a package of luncheon meat in the extremely hot car for several hours - and I'm reluctant to eat it. Perhaps I'll forget about sandwiches until the next time I go shopping.

I got some things for the upcoming holiday weekend (Independence Day, in case you didn't know):
chicken, pork chops, corn on the cob, a small watermelon, and ice cream.  

There really aren't many places to store food in this tiny place. When I lived in Texas my kitchen had two refrigerators, a large pantry, a giant closet, and ample storage.
In this quaint hillbilly abode I have next to nothing.

This post is extremely boring. When I start boring myself, I get worried.
Other bloggers always have informative, interesting, unnervingly sunny and optimistic posts.

I was never a sunny, informative person. It ain't my style. 

I've already written my 4th of July post - which will probably annoy you beyond redemption.
But if you can successfully get past that - - I have some benign, almost sunny upcoming posts that you'll like.

When I'm in the mood, I can be so likeable that it's scary..... 

Pictures, anyone?

Blase morning fog -

it's foggy every day until mid-morning

Sitting on the front porch

contemplating the view

 

 wind chimes

to ward off evil spirits

Lazy Kitzee