We took a break from the heat for a couple of days and joined another family and my father-in-law up in Payson, AZ for a small town Fourth of July celebration and a spectacular fireworks show. One of the amazing things about AZ is that you can go from 110 here in the valley, drive an hour and a half and be in the mountains where it is 20 degrees cooler. Drive another 30 minutes and you’re on the Mogollon Rim where it is 30 degrees cooler. That may not be that big of a deal, but when it’s100 degrees at 10 o’clock at night in the valley… it’s nice to be able to get away to a place that can be in the mid 60s. When you’re use to this heat, you’re packing sweaters for 65!
It was fun, but I have to admit, I’m a homebody. I like being home.
Our neighbors did a great job with the chickens and all of ‘the girls’ were alive and well, in spite of the continued blistering temps. I over watered the garden before we left but after two straight days with no water it was… parched to say the least. Everything seems to have bounced back pretty quickly.
Except the corn.
But let’s not talk about the corn. Ugh…
I was greeted by 2 pounds of tomatoes, a 1.5 lb monster zucchini, and another watermelon (did I mention I love those).
As crazy hot as it is… there is no place like home.