Saved For A Rainy Day?
Realization Of The Day:
I am now officially afraid to take down the load of clean laundry that has been hanging out on the clothesline for 8 days. Last week's rain helped tremendously, and at this time of year, it is quite possible that we won't see any more thunderstorms for another month. That would be very bad. Because of the poor nature of the soil in this area, after a mere two weeks of hot weather and no rain, all of the plants, grasses, and even trees are considered to be stressed and in a "drought condition." It is sunny and hot today, and that laundry may actually finally dry out, but I am really thinking I should simply leave it out there a little longer.
On the other hand, I am also officially out of normal socks. This means I may have to break down and finally wear the pair in this photo. Don't get me wrong--it isn't that I don't like them. I think they're cute (plus they were a gift from my mother). But once I wear any item of clothing whatsoever around the farm, it is guaranteed that within a couple of hours (at most) it will no longer be fit to be worn out in public. So on the one hand, I hate the idea of destroying these perfectly adorable little socks that I have been "saving." On the other hand, if I haven't worn them off the farm by now, it may just be time to go ahead and trash them.
While people in town are (for the most part) perfectly nice to me, I'm pretty sure I have a reputation with the locals as being a bit of a crazy Californian recluse (as well as a very good shot). I don't leave the farm much, and showing up at the post office with a lamb on a leash when I do come out doesn't exactly help matters (though the gal at the post office absolutely adores Cary). There are quite a few odd ducks tucked into the backwoods, and tolerance for those of us who don't exactly fit in is high. But I think these socks just might put me over the line.
Perhaps the best solution would be to take down the laundry piece by piece as needed, immediately replacing them with newly washed things. This morning I realized I'm down to only one of the white cotton tee-shirts I live in all summer, and last night I actually had to use a paper napkin instead of a cloth one. We're just about out of clean towels, too. This is definitely getting serious. But, of course, so is a month without rain in the middle of summer. Oh, the dilemma. Oh, the ridiculous amount of thought I have put into this. Oh no wonder I have a reputation as a crazy person!