It's a luvly day.......

...for saying, "It's a luvly day."

“Everybody talks about the weather but, no one does anything about it.” Mark Twain

D’ya remember that old joke, “It’s so hot, I saw a dog chasin’ a rabbit ‘n they were both walking.”
Well, Ol Fair Oaks has prob’ly got rabbits somewhere but not runnin’ free on my li’l ol street....what I got, is chickens....lots ‘n lots of ‘em....’n I got two dogs what love to chase chickens....it’s so hot this evening that Rusty (the mini-poodle) made a couple half-hearted attempts before he gave up...but Willie, (he’s the new one) Willie’s a lot more rambunctious, not to mention younger, ‘n he didn’t give up ‘til we hit the homestretch of our walk...by that time, his tongue was durn near as long as his tail ‘n they wuz both drooping......anyway, this’s like the third or fourth day of triple digit heat ‘n I sure am lookin’ for’ard to the return of the Delta breeze...’cuz it ain’t just the heat, it’s the smoke....layering over us like a tule fog....it’s bad here but it’s really bad a little farther north and higher in the foothills......
Millyrose ‘n I’ve been on the go most of the afternoon ‘n I ain’t watched the news but I’ll bet that McCain is sniping at Obama ‘n vice versa.....California is still on fire ‘n the mighty Mississip’ has played hob with a lot of little river towns....I grew up on the Ohio river and once in a while, rivers get to feeling hemmed in or sumthing and they jump their banks and go wanderin’ round ‘n about the countryside just seeing how much damage they c’n do to the unwary souls that dared to build their nests on the riverbank...
“Old Man River, he don’t plant ‘taters ‘n he don’t plant cotton....’n folks that plant ‘em are soon forgotten....but Old Man River, he just keeps rollin’ along.”